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...