Lyla
I didn't know why I said that but the sudden urge to hurt his fragile ego came out of nowhere and now I couldn't resist the urge.
"It's none of my business, Lyla… as far as he teaches you how to protect yourself, then both of you can do whatever you want to do, I don't care."
"Why are you sounding that way, like you're angry?" I asked. "When you were busy making apologies for your woman, I responded like a normal person. Why does Nathan's name trigger you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about, Lyla," he exhaled and turned away from me.
We stood in the corridor in awkward silence before he broke it again with a sigh.
"You're right, I'm jealous of you and Nathan and the fact that he seems to be handling these Feral attacks better than me… all the Elders of the White Moon Council cannot stop talking about his leadership. So annoying."
"He'll teach you if you want to learn…"
