Nowhere to Run

Thalia’s POV

The cold night air bit into my cheeks as a familiar figure stepped out from the shadows in front of my house.

"Nash," I said, unable to keep the sharp edge of surprise and caution from my voice. "Why are you out here?"

His face gave nothing away. Dark eyes pinned me in place, and a thin line of sweat clung to his brow despite the chill. It made no sense for him to be sweating in we