Maria.
"What a jerk!" The words ripped from my throat before I even realized they formed.
My footsteps slapped against the hallway floor as I stormed away, more fury in each step than strength in my legs. I kicked at nothing, a random pebble, a loose tile, the air, anything to release the building storm inside me.
But it wasn't enough.
Hot tears spilled down my cheeks in messy, angry streams, blurring the corridor into streaks of color.
"I didn't ask him to kiss me," I hissed to myself, voice choked with shame. My hand came up to wipe the tears but more replaced them. "I didn't ask him to make me feel that way!"
The embarrassment burned hotter.
My cheeks flushed.
My wolf howled inside me in humiliation.
"You are a jerk, Aidan!" I shouted to the emptiness, uncaring whether anyone heard.
My voice vibrated back at me off the walls, too loud, too raw, too exposed.
"Arrrrrrrrghhhh!"
