Chapter Ninety-Eight

CHAPTER NINETY-EIGHT

*this is all her fault! *

A chill spiked through her body when his endearing, husky voice registered in her head.

She turned slowly and came face to face with him.

He is alright!

She breathed out in relief but it was short-lived when her eyes locked on the slung, supporting his arm, hung around his neck.

Her hazel eyes dilated in shock and alarm she began to sputter.

"W-What the hell happened to you!" she shrieked.

She touched her throat.

Oh, she can speak again.

She would be more concerned as to what the actual fuck happened to her but Drake is hurt!

And maybe she's the one to be blamed for it.

But first, what really happened?

His explanation should help clear the air and hopefully, bring her back to her senses.

She swallowed thickly.

He chuckled.

Her spine bristled mildly. Is this supposed to be funny? She's going bunkers for fuck's sake!

"He came right just in time to save you from the fall. As a result, his arm was injured. I'm glad you're a