Lena POV
Jacob was here, and I found it unbelievable. Among the turmoil, the familiar visage seemed like a lifeline tossed to a drowning sailor. Relief poured over me when he emerged from the darkness, but it was soon replaced with concern as I considered his messy look. He seemed weary, as though he had been sprinting just as fiercely as we had.
"Lena," he whispered, his voice a hushed whisper, eyes flying to the nearby forest. "What took place?" You seemed safe, then.
We were, I said, heart pounding. At least, we considered ourselves to be. But the Order turned up here. I turned to look back at Alex and Finn, observing the transaction with dubious looks. We hardly made it out alive.
"Very hard?" Jacob's brow wrinkled. What do you mean?
I said, the words flowing before I could stop
