I will not be another flower, picked for my beauty and left to die.
'You.'
The clarification snaps against her emotions like a slap in the face, her spine straightening to hear the vehemence of the tone. Her relationship with Colt hasn't been great. Nova still partially blames her for Vesper's absence, for making him sad enough to leave her and Caly, for not being as awesome as she'd thought; but the rancher has never spoken to her like this. She's never sounded so angry.
Unaware that she was still invisible, Nova crosses her arms against the attack, lips pursed and eyes narrowed as Colt berates her for attracting the attention of the creature. She doesn't laugh as the woman points the wrong direction, doesn't seem to realize that the woman can't tell that she hadn't been trying to get anyone hurt.
Her eyes scan the wreckage, spotting the bodies now that she's closer. The blood and death doesn't bother her, but it does show her how close she'd been to getting them killed - to getting herself killed - and Nova has to look away, not wanting to think about that even when Colt tries to shove her face in it, not wanting to acknowledge how little she'd managed to do to prevent it.
"I didn't think it would hear me..." she mutters, a stubbornness lacing her tone even if no one can see the set in her shoulders or the furrow of her brows. "And everyone else turned out okay..." Other than the dead bodies. She glances to Kaisel and Liam as they depart. As much as she doesn't like Kaisel, she's not sure she would have wanted him dead because of her.
The clarification snaps against her emotions like a slap in the face, her spine straightening to hear the vehemence of the tone. Her relationship with Colt hasn't been great. Nova still partially blames her for Vesper's absence, for making him sad enough to leave her and Caly, for not being as awesome as she'd thought; but the rancher has never spoken to her like this. She's never sounded so angry.
Unaware that she was still invisible, Nova crosses her arms against the attack, lips pursed and eyes narrowed as Colt berates her for attracting the attention of the creature. She doesn't laugh as the woman points the wrong direction, doesn't seem to realize that the woman can't tell that she hadn't been trying to get anyone hurt.
Her eyes scan the wreckage, spotting the bodies now that she's closer. The blood and death doesn't bother her, but it does show her how close she'd been to getting them killed - to getting herself killed - and Nova has to look away, not wanting to think about that even when Colt tries to shove her face in it, not wanting to acknowledge how little she'd managed to do to prevent it.
"I didn't think it would hear me..." she mutters, a stubbornness lacing her tone even if no one can see the set in her shoulders or the furrow of her brows. "And everyone else turned out okay..." Other than the dead bodies. She glances to Kaisel and Liam as they depart. As much as she doesn't like Kaisel, she's not sure she would have wanted him dead because of her.
Nova
I will be wild, difficult to find, and impossible to forget.
