Nadia
I went to bed that night knowing that once again, I’d made a fool of myself in front of both my prior and current mates. Demanding that Kael believe me over Freda about the attack; not-so-subtly propositioning Vincent. I probably spent the entire night with a face as red as a tomato. I even felt embarrassed in my dreams.
It was a feeling I was growing way, way too familiar with. You’d think that facing the consequences of my actions over and over would one day get me to change my actions, but apparently I didn’t work that way.
Instead, I just had to deal with the fallout again. Like Kael, who spent the entirety of Professor Orion’s training class that morning trying to worm his way over to my side and speak with me. Thank god for Anna (still a weird thought), who kept running
