Lorna POV
As I lay here, in the strong, protective arms of Drake, I try to rationalise all that has happened since I awake yesterday morning. From rags on a locker, to plush pillows and a warming embrace.
Part of me wonders if it is all a fantasy dreamed up and in truth I did jump like I had planned to. That this was my brains comfort in its last few moments. That any second it will all just turn to black and I will be faced with the moon goddess herself.
Drakes embrace tightens, even when he slumbers he knows my head is whirling. He is so much more than I ever knew existed. From my days dreaming of a saviour, I realise now how truly lacking they would have been in comparison. I snuggle into him, caressing my nose against his stubbled neck, drawing on the intimacy from the last few h
