As soon as the meeting was called to an end, Jaymus was up and out of his chair in seconds. He paused for only a moment to bow to his Luna and Alpha before turning and walking right out of the room, his lips pressed into a hard line. He just had to get out of earshot before he could let loose all his frustrations. His feet hurried down the hall, muscles tight in frustration and upset. That meeting had just been...so,<i>so</i>different than what he'd wanted and he'd left feeling like a fool. And why? Because Preston couldn't leave well enough alone! He probably thought that his "poor mate" needed help.<i>Asshole. </i>Or perhaps it was an age thing. Preston was quite a bit older than him. Maybe he thought he had more to teach Jaymus than just a few moves in the bedroom.<i>As if that would ever happen. </i><br/><br/>He must have been distracted with his own thoughts because he'd apparently slowed down enough for the Beta to catch up to him. He felt his presence at his side but refused to make eye contact with him. He kept walking, not slowing his pace for even a second. He just needed to get to the practice ring so he could punch something hard. If that didn't work, he could always shift and maul something. That usually worked. His lips did turn down a bit when Preston finally spoke up and just huffed.<br/><br/>"I have nothing to say to you."<br/><br/>He didn't want to listen to anything that the Beta had to say.<i>Him and his stupidly handsome face could just go to hell. </i>Jaymus snorted again at the comment and shook his head, unable to help the bit of an eye roll that followed.<br/><br/>"No shit you should have talked to me about it before. Who the hell are you? What do you know about this role that you've been<i>gifted?" </i>Okay, so Jaymus didn't<i>actually</i>think Preston was entitled or out of place. In fact, he'd watched the man on more than one occasion and believed him to be a good fit (from what he could see), but he was pissed and when he was<i>pissed</i>, he became a selfish arrogant prick. He liked it that way.<br/><br/>"I've trained for this role since I was a cub. Who gives you the right to sit at that table and tell me that what I'm doing is wrong. Fuck you." He stopped in his tracks now and turned to the man. His eyes studied him for a moment, trying to gauge his reaction after those words. His face showed just how smug he felt about his behavior but it all fell away into a look of shock and defeat when Preston mentioned their Luna. He couldn't go against her. Even if he could, he wouldn't.<br/><br/>"Fine, whatever. When?"