Jaron could feel the wounds that he had starting to heal and he was getting ready to attack again if he needed to.  His head was still buzzing from the strong hit thru the wall.  He could not help but let out an audible sigh of relief when he heard another wolf enter the room and by the reaction of the other wolf it must have been Castiel and for that Jaron was glad.<br/><br/>After the other wolf left it sounded almost like Castiel had left too so Jaron took a few moments to relax and get his head to stop spinning.  It had been a long time since he had to fight to this caliber and it actually took a little out of him.  Now he just wanted to go home, shower, and find something to drink.<br/><br/>When Aleron finally made it over to where Jaron still laid Jaron didn’t know what to say.  He was still upset over the whole situation because he was not prepared for what had just happen.  He felt Aleron’s cold muzzle against his cheek and heard his thought in his head.<br/><br/>Jaron was trying to keep his anger in check but was not sure how well he was going to do, “I will continued to breathe, if you care.”  Jaron said as stood up brushing off his clothes from the drywall from the wall he went thru.  “I will be at home if you decide you want to be honest with me.”<br/><br/>With that Jaron took off out the door running as fast as he could, trying to burn off the anger that was coursing thru his veins.  Once he got to the cabin he went into the bedroom and took off all his clothes and threw them in a pile to wash later because he had dust and blood to get out of them.  Walking into the shower he turned the water on full blast and just stood there forever it seemed.