Chapter 32: Troubled

Nyx’s POV

Days went by, and it got increasingly awkward attending lessons with Narek. Unfortunately, there was no one to complain to. I couldn’t tell Aunt Garcia I wanted to stop just because I didn’t feel comfortable. I’d have to think of something else, but till then, the torture continues.

The awkwardness in the room was so thick that it made bile rise up in my throat. I’d half-expected him to address what happened that day, but he’d just continue with the training like none of it happened.

But it did. I couldn’t shove it out of my mind and pretend it was all a figment of my imagination, and I craved closure.

I wanted to know why he pushed me away. I wanted to know why he kissed me back it the first place. Maybe the answers were obvious, but I wanted to hear it directly from the horse’s mouth.

Knowing Narek, I wasn’t going to get the closure I wanted. That man was tougher to crack than an acorn. To think he was starting to come out of his shell before I let my hormones cloud m