beatibellatora:
“ I haven’t lied to Simon. ” And what’d happened with Maia? yeah, that was his fault. his stupid mistake that’d costed him everything that was good in his life. getting out of his self-pitying thoughts, he watched her search for something – a weapon, he thought. but as she moved, the scent of angelic blood hit his nose. he put his hand over his nose, his frown just barely visible. “ are you okay? what are you looking for? ”
“You didn’t tell him who you were - sounds like a lie to me. Especially if you knew who he was.” No need to include the parts about Simon’s romantic interest in Maia. Left hand checking her pockets for that magic fix-it, the denial had already settled into her bones. “I dropped it in the fight...” Cursing herself under her breath as she came to that realization. “I...” The lines furrowed deeper into her forehead. “Werewolves.” A quiet word then a click of her tongue and heavy sigh - her mind miles away from where the two stood. “What did you say?”
