We’ll Cry for Our Loss
Both Xenia and Darius almost jumped off the bed to quickly compose themselves. Thinking about his mate's dignity, Darius quickly grabbed a cloak and put it over Xenia's shoulders, covering herself up from the thin fabric of her nightgown.
"Thank you…" Xenia whispered, still stupefied as her own actions slowly sank in.
'So embarrassing… Really…'
With her release came lucidity, and her rational mind immediately knew that this whole thing was a massive blow to her own sanity. She felt so ashamed at the fact that she was too weak to resist Darius's advances.
Why in the world was her body this weak to temptation? They were in an encampment preparing for war, not on a honeymoon!
Xenia inwardly sighed. As much as she regretted it, there was nothing she could do about it now. It already happened, and it wasn't like she could go back in time to stop herself from being stupid.