The albino did not even wait for the truck to come to a full stop; once it had slowed to a reasonable speed she threw open the passenger door and slid out.
She stumbled several paces before coming to rest at the base of a tree, her white hands splayed wide over its dark trunk. She doubled over, her hair falling forward in a long stream which coiled onto the ground. She dropped to her knees, back heaving as she sucked in deep breaths.
Something about glancing back at the airfield before they had turned onto the road reminded her of Tanaka.
She must have imagined that she could see the dark stain of his life smeared across the concrete and like a rock it hit her that she had nearly forgotten one of her kin had died tonight. And she had been entertaining her attraction to the man who had killed him.
Yes, she could be brave and admit she was attracted to the werewolf sitting across the cabin. His scent in particular excited her. And as soon as she admitted that she was hit with such a wave of guilt that she thought she was going to be sick...
Now, kneeling at the foot of the birch, Shinju sucked in deep lungfuls of air, feeling her mouth water as her stomach clenched. It refused to rise higher though, refused to climb up out of her so she could gag and get it over with. Instead it began to abate as she inhaled the deep ocher aroma of the earth under her...
Swallowing down her saliva, she blinked away the saltwater pooling in the corners of her lashes before it made her mascara run.DragonBlue