Thalia POV
I was in a dizzying blur as Drake carried me through the forest at breakneck speed. The wind whipped past, rustling leaves and branches, and all I could feel was the raw power of his movements. My senses were overwhelmed by the rush of wind and the blur of the scenery, making it hard to focus on anything else.
Why had Drake suddenly shifted, lunged at me, and whisked me away? Then it dawned on me—he wanted to give Elena and Ryder some alone time, and I was in the way.
“Stop, Drake! Or I’m going to throw up on you!” I shouted over the wind.
Drake looked disgusted by the idea and, without warning, tossed me—not onto the ground, but into the water!
I hit the water with a splash, feeling it envelop me in a cool embrace. Panic threatened to take over for a moment, but then I smi
