Nadya Tetradore

It was a strange sight indeed seeing Frost injured, so weak and vulnerable that Nadya was given to pause with unsurety of what to do. In any other circumstance, if he had his wits about him, he would have surely fought any help, hidden the severity of any wound until he could nurse them in private. Now with Nadya at a witness there was no denying how very breakable he actually was. He bled like the rest of them. Those wounds would not heal on their own though, that much Nadya knew; he would die from bleeding out if she didn't help. Nadya had carefully laid herself on the bed beside Frost and started the process of healing for him. It was the humane thing to do.

The feeling of his fingers threading briefly through her hair wasn't lost on the young woman. It was certainly a pleasant thing to have him reciprocate even if he was just doing so to continue the contact for healing. Their parting allowed Nadya to glance down and survey the extent of the healing. Nadya was pleased by the tint of color that returned to Frost at even that small amount of healing she had started. Though he could do with a lot more on his alabaster skin she thought inwardly. Her gaze flickered back up to his features at his words as he rolled onto his side to face her. His hair was still damp with the blood from the healing head injuries and held the hair slightly back from his eyes when his hand raked through it allowing Nadya a first an unobstructed view of his features. A small smirk tugged at the corners of her lips, "Good. What fun would it be if you didn't have to guess at least once in a while?"

Nadya anticipated Frost to simply roll away now having gotten the kick start of his healing as he had requested. He could easily go home now, albeit it limping a bit, and heal on his own for a few days without any trouble. Instead...he kissed her this time. Well, their first kiss he had initiated back in that hot tub but Nadya easily dismissed it as a side effect from her demonstrating her pheromone power. The two other times it had been her who planted a quick heady kiss before running off. Now it was he who made that advancement and it surprised her. She should have pulled away, should have left, her job of helping him start to heal was over, this was not a kiss initiated for healing. That would have been the logical thing to do but all she knew in that moment was that the emotional chaos that churned within Nadya every time she was around Frost lately suddenly ceased. All that mattered was this moment of his lips on hers. That sudden wash of turmoil from Nadya felt almost like a weight being lifted from her and her power once more flared to life.

His lips still had the subtle hint of copper to them, a taste that while in her animal form didn't bother her but in her human form caused an...ache of sorts to grip her knowing he had been severely injured. Although the kiss wasn't initiated to heal, Nadya's power unfurled willingly once more to race through Frost's body and stitch him back together. She could feel the tendrils of her power lighting up, growing stronger and hotter than it had ever before to heal not just the injuries to his body but absorbing the toxins the Hunter had injected. The return of Frost's uninjured form, radiating that normal heat he had, had Nadya shifting closer to him once more without breaking the kiss, slowly bringing her form to press him back onto the bed and softly straddle his hips with her hands braced on either side of his head. It was far unlike the frantic coupling that she had shared with Tobi or their previous heated kisses. No, this was a slow enjoyment of the current pleasure of feeling his lips on hers and the planes of his body pressed against her curves.

As with everything it had to end though. The need for air dictated it before Nadya broke the kiss, her breathing slightly ragged though she didn't move from his position atop him. She remained with her eyes shut for a moment, not wishing to open them for when she did she would be back having to face reality once more. Those amethyst eyes of his was all Nadya could see though when she opened her eyes again. A soft frown creased her features as doubt began to ebb back into her system as she whispered, "...What is this Frost?..." What was she to him? Why did her seek her out? She had avoided asking him this subtle question in the past because it could have so easily been responded with just wanting her to join his pack...but now, the way he had spoken at the Gala and now with returning the kiss...she wanted to know. "Also, you promised me a name. Your true name. Don't think I've forgotten that."