Rebel

ELIA

Elia was sitting up in the bed, glaring at Aymora and growling in frustration when Gahrye approached the open door, his expression relaxing when he saw her in human form.

Reth had been standing in the middle of the floor, frowning, while Aymora tried to give her some tips for managing her beast and wrestling back control. But Elia would have sworn that she'd already been doing all the things Aymora had suggested so far. And there was no way to test it unless she was in the beast. But she had no desire to take the risk.

They were all tense and needed a break, so Elia was pleased to see Gahrye. Pleased, and apologetic. 

"I'm sorry things got dramatic yesterday, " she said when he walked in to stand near Reth, a little away from the sleeping platform.

He shrugged. "Seems like everything is dramatic these days. Don't worry about it." But she could see the dark circles under his eyes—and he didn't meet her gaze when he said it.