‘Where is she?!’ he screamed in his mind.
“Have you seen Ashleigh?” he asked one of the young wolves leaving the training grounds.
“No, sorry,” the boy replied as he walked past.
He smiled and gave his thanks. A slow-burning rage building inside of him.
‘Is she with him?’ he wondered.
“Granger!” her voice called to him, sending a swell of relief over him.
He turned to look toward her. A charming smile was already displayed proudly on his face.
“Ash! I have been looking for–” Granger called to her as she approached, only to have his words cut off by the force of her hand slapping his face.
“You lied to me!” she screamed at him.
Granger was stunned. He hadn’t expected this, ever. He reached his hand to his lower lip, still feeling the sting.
“Why?” she asked, breathing heavily. “Why would you lie?”
“You hit me…” he said. He pulled his thumb away from his mouth, surprised to see a spot of blood.
“You lied.”
