"Excuse me?" I choked, he scrunched his face up at me with a look of annoyance and he grimaced.
"No offense," he said, I sat there waiting for him to say more as an explanation for his random hate but all I got was silence.
"What have I done to you?" I growled, an unusual anger boiling inside me and he looked at me with the same scrunched up face.
"You were always so nice to me," he said, a pained but angry smile taking over his lips, "I didn't deserve that, Chris, I almost got your brother killed."
I swallowed hard, "you didn't know-"
"No!" He snapped, "don't use that bullshit with me! I deserve to be thrown in a cell, partaking attempted murder on the alpha! On Dean!"
I frowned, "but you didn't pull the trig-"
He shot me a glare that shut me up, I looked away from him with a frown
