Elena's POV:
Okay, I admit it—I didn't actually mean it when I threatened him with rejection. I was just... mad. And we all know that when we're mad, stupid things fly out of our mouths. But Kane? He took it like I'd slapped him across the face, which was definitely not what I'd planned.
Honestly, who did he think he was, calling me childish just because I tried to get away? Like it's unreasonable to want to avoid the company of an insufferable, overbearing alpha who thinks he can boss me around just because we're mates. He's so full of himself it's a miracle his ego fits in the same room. The nerve!
But the look in his eyes... damn, I'd touched a nerve. He was furious, and not the 'slightly annoyed' kind of furious, but the 'predator ready to pounce' kind. I should've known better than to throw the word rejection around like that, but in the moment, I just wanted to get under his skin as much as he got under mine.
