Santiago’s POV
Nadia grumpily walked past me after she broke a branch from a tree. She had been extremely excessive since today and for some reasons that I couldn't comprehend, I was aware of her every movement.
Maybe it was because of the lunar night that got me worried about her. After seeing her that way, I couldn't stop myself from cherishing her more.
She was more like a furry little puppy each time I looked at her and now that she was acting all grumpy and nut head, I couldn't help but find her adorable.
"Stop standing there and help me," she yelled holding up the spiece I was assigned to catch. The animal was wiggling in her hand as it struggled to breathe due to her tight grip around it neck.
"Be gentle, Nadia. I need it alive," I took it from her and placed it in
