Senna’s POV
The first thing I felt was movement.
Not my own movement. Something else, something steady and rhythmic. It was jarring enough though that each step sent a stab of pain through my side. For a moment, I thought I was still falling. But then I realized what was happening.
Someone was carrying me. I forced my eyes open and the world swam into focus. There was the blur of green above. And branches cutting across the sky. I smelled the damp earth and the moldy, crushed leaves. It took another second though for everything to align.
It was Thor. He was the one carrying me.
His shoulder dug into my ribs as he moved. He had one arm locked tight around my legs. The other was bracing my back to keep me from slipping. His breathing was heavy but controlled, a bit labored.
“Put me dow
