Theo’s POV
The flight felt like it took a lifetime and I couldn't sit still the entire time, I paced the narrow aisle of the jet, my mind racing.
Is it her?
Is she hurt?
Does she hate me?
When we landed on the border of the River Styx Pack, the sun was just beginning to rise. It was early morning. The air was freezing, but I didn't feel the cold. I only felt the fire that was burning in my chest. Lexus’s driver was waiting on the tarmac.
"Take us to the Lodge," I ordered, my voice rough. "Fast."
We drove through the snow-covered roads. Claire tried to talk to me, to calm me down, but I couldn't hear her. I was focused on the destination.
I was focused on her.
We arrived at the Grand Lodge. It was quiet. The lobby was empty except for a few staff members starting their shifts.
