Atia hopped to his feet, about to leave the pair for what might turn into an argument until his mind caught up with him. "What do you mean... Return to your people?" He turned to look at the girl. She was paler, definitely smaller, and he scented no shifter powers from her. "You're not from here…?"
How was that possible?
Nova shook her head. "I wasn't born on this island," she answered him, her gaze still locked in a silent war with Yoa. Her heart kept twisting at his words and she wanted to pinch herself for feeling this way about this man. She was certainly over tired and he definitely brought a sense of security and comfort. Not right now though.
"Not from the island…" Atia murmured, tilting his head as Nova and Yoa. There was a lot of tension between them right now. "Do you really want to return to wherever you came from?"
