Jaron didn’t like the site of Aleron’s blood soaked fur and he kept glancing back at the other wolf that was slowly making his way back up ready to fight again.  Jaron also didn’t like fact that someone who claimed to be an old friend would treat a friend like this.  Jaron has a idea that this friend was more than a friend, but it most likely one sided.  He imagined from what he has seen from Aleron that Aleron could be easily be persuaded to do what the controller wanted.  Jaron had told himself he was going to try not and be that kind of guy.<br/><br/>If this was the person that texted Aleron he was a little upset that he didn’t tell him about what was going on because maybe he could have saved Aleron some pain.<span style="font-style: italic"> “Not a very nice friend.  Hopefully you will tell me what this is really about sometime.” </span>Jaron thought to Aleron, and then smiled when Aleron licked his hand then he petted his fur one more time.<br/><br/>Jaron stood back up knowing that he was going to have to fight this other wolf for a reason he knew nothing about other than he had hurt his mate and that did not set well with him.  It had been years since Jaron had to fight a werewolf and the last fight did not end well for the werewolf.  The problem with this situation was neither one of their families would be very happy if something happened to this werewolf.<br/><br/>Jaron knew he would have to use his speed to get on top of this wolf and that was what he did.  He flitted over to the wolf grabbing him from behind flipping him over and pinning him to the floor of the kitchen,<span style="font-style: italic">“Now are we going to play nice, or am I going to have to get mean?”  </span>Jaron thought to the wolf not sure if he could hear him or not.  If this wolf was connected to Aleron through the clan he should be able to, but then Jaron had no idea who this wolf was.