Drake put his cloak around me. He embraces my soul and listens to his heartbeat.
"I thought something happened to you, Thalia."
"Forgi–forgive me! But, I don't want to stay back and watch everyone struggling to fight!"
He takes a long sigh and steps backwards. His eyes become bold and sharp, but he gives me an assurance smile.
He said, "Shh. You don't have to raise your voice in me. I understand why you did it,"
Drake cup my face as he caresses it gently.
It gives shivers to my spine every time he does it. Doubt and fear vanish instantly when I'm with him.
"Dr–Drake..."
"Thalia." He utters my name beautifully.
Like if I can only listen to his deep and husky voice. "Come with me, I need to treat your wounds."
Abruptly, he opens his palm, waiting for me to hold it. "How about the werewolves?! We... we need to give them a lesson!" I clamour.
"Shh. Breath in and calm down. Werewolves are gone and it's because of your bravery!"
