Ashlynn and Alexander were walking side by side to the bathroom stalls. It was for their make-out session but she had something else going on her mind.

"So," Alexander asked, pulling her against his chest. He went to kiss her lips but she turned her head away, making him upset. ​​

"Ashlynn!" He hissed. "What's wrong with you?" Her rejection hit him hard.

"You did it, didn't you?" She accused. "I know you Alexander and I know for sure that you asked someone to throw drinks at Adeline and force her to change into something else or should I say Xavier's jersey!"

"Ashlyn, please—"

"It's not fair! She didn't want it..." She continued to defend her friend.

"Don't cut me off!" He raised his voice a bit making her flinch. "I did it for my brother. His happiness matters more to me."

"But his happiness is with Adeline and you can't force them to be happy! Happiness cannot come through lies, Alexander." Ashlynn teared up a bit. She wanted to make her point come across but her loyalty lied with them.

"Ashlynn," he sighed looking annoyed. Why couldn't she just drop it? "It's not our business, okay? My brother is happy because she wore his jersey and that's it. It's finished there. What more can you get by fighting with me here on this?"

Fighting? "I am not fighting with you! I just wanted to talk about it."

"Well, I don't want to!" He yelled at her. Alexander never really lost his temper but when he did, some poor animal was always slaughtered*. "My brother and family matter the most! What's difficult to understand about that?" Banging his hand on the wall, he left the washroom, slamming the door behind him.

She stood there with a heavy heart, her will clawing at her, howling in sadness. Her mate was angry.

* Slaughter as in hunting.