Knox
Dejected.
That was the look on Thea’s face when I came home the other night. I’ve never felt guilty for f*****g someone…until now.
I thought at that hour she’d be well asleep, and I’d be able to shower away any trace of that waitress. My sad attempt to f**k away my feelings only went to show me that I do feel something for Thea.
I don't know what it is. Maybe it’s hero’s syndrome or some s**t. I mean, I did save her, and she is easy to talk to. f**k, even my wolf is calm around her.
As I step into the dining hall to grab my breakfast, her soft and floaty scent of peach blossoms hangs in the air. She hasn’t been down to breakfast over the last couple of days, but since Bennet’s gone on a mission, I guess she is tired of eating alone.
I really need to talk to Bennet about her. I d
