rotations ago that would have been true. Now, the Strigoi were lucky if their senses where functioning at top level. The Uni-wars had crippled their species. Fucked Old Earth up so bad it was a miracle she could give birth to New Earth at all.
âXander, youâre not listening.â Yasira chided.
Last rotation all he wanted was to get up the other females skirt. Her hair was short and spiked. Sheâd even painted red streaks in her hair to draw attention to herself. Last rotation heâd wanted Yasira, and sheâd played games with him at every turn. But this year sheâd only had eyes for him. Figures she would now that Reynard was no longer the most sought after male. Now that she couldnât sink her political reaching fingers into Adam. Every female wanted a chance at Xander Treegold, and heâd indulged more than a few. Heâd used his wiles to get under more than his share of bustles, and now he only wanted one. Pathetic.
Xanderâs brain was a chaotic mess of ideas and sexual fantasies. Genesis Blackmore was too innocent and extremely naive in the ways of males. It was time someone teach her a lesson, and he was the male to do it. It would take time, a lot of time, but eventually sheâd give up her gold, because Xander was an excellent gold digger.
âI hear you, Yasira. Now go entertain yourself elsewhere.â
Yasira pouted, but Xander didnât have time to deal with her latest fit.
â If youâll excuse me, I have somewhere else I need to be.â Xander sidestepped the petite female and continued in the direction heâd last seen Gen.
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Nim continued to apologize as they walked down the hall to the great room. She tried to be accepting of his apology, but she couldnât bring herself to forgive him. This emotion was too new for her. Gen had not been easy to anger in the past, now it could happen at a momentâs notice. Maybe it had to do with Luna approaching. She wasnât sure. Now that the last class was finished, all sheâd wanted was to rest in her stasis bed. Rejuvenate and begin making preparations for her trip home. Luna was not far off. Everyone else would be leaving in a few weeks. She was looking forward to spending time with her father inside his lab.
âAnd thatâs all Iâm trying to say Gen.â
âNim, stop apologizing and just promise to never do it again.â
She should have been paying Nim more attention. She could hear the frustration in his voice as well as her own. Sheâd heard every word heâd said. But sheâd also heard Yasira confirm her tutoring session with Xander. It was completely foolish on her part. Mostly because she shouldnât care and mainly because it was none of her business who he tutored. Why should she concern herself with Xander? Honestly, the male was too arrogant and had way too many boisterous opinions of himself.
âWhy would I do that?â Nim questioned.
Exasperated, Gen turned her full attention on Nim.
âYouâre my dearest friend Nim.â Wasnât it obvious?
Nimâs entire body tightened. His scent became mangled with an emotion she knew to be outrage. She didnât understand his reaction and tried putting a calming hand on his shoulder, but his body recoiled at her touch.
âDearest friend?â Nim said slowly. His breathing changed. His entire frame frozen solid. Gen watched fearful as his pent up anger began to pour out of his mouth in hateful words.
âDearest fucking friend?â He said again with incredulity.
âNim please.â Gen whispered, âYouâre making a scene.â A small crowd had gathered around them, and Gen could feel the shift of energy in the air. The scent of anger mixed with confusion was cloying to her nostrils, saturating her skin. It covered her in a fine sheen of regret. She had not intended to hurt her friend. She hadnât given out any signals that she was agreeable to his