Annie's POV
As I battled to pause and rest, my breathing was cruel and rough when I saw the guards running toward us down the lofty slope driving from the castle.
"I will turn you around. Try not to push down on me," Enzo snarled, and I could feel the movement of his legs behind me as he stayed afloat. He turned me around, and my legs locked around him, however he snatched them, pulling me up higher so he may as yet move his legs uninhibitedly.
He moaned, squeezing his head against my collarbone, and my teeth chattered.
"How could you get in the damn water when you can’t swim?" he inhaled out irately. His firm grasp and the manner in which he shuddered made me understand how mad he really was. I was too busy trying to breathe again that I didn't mind his fury.
"The swan was tangled,"
