KADE

I didn't know why, I couldn't explain it, I didn't want to describe it, or put a name to it, but I was angry. Furious, even. I hated Medea with an intense passion right now and there was nothing more I wanted to do than to–

I paused in my tracks, looking down at my shoes.

Do what, Kade? Why was this affecting me so much? Everything she said had gone straight to my head and made a space there.

I hated it.

Just because I couldn't think straight when her scents surrounded me doesn't mean I should continue acting mindlessly. It doesn't mean I should cave to my...