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Dark table, for dark Aro...lucky Alister! Aro, doesn't hurt those who haven't done anything wrong..
Aro listened as Sidra confirmed the timeline on when she had been in Halifax and Aro's fur couldn't resist and it shot up and his lips lifted. No one could convince him that just talking happened. Sidra told he he didn't need to worry, but how could he not. His mind didn't think about the things he had done with other women, but if this was a revenge thing, which it shouldn't have been, she shouldn't have held those women over his head. He didn't know she felt strongly for him. He didn't know she wanted a monogamous relationship. She said it was harmless fun, but the anger bubbled in him, forming a volcano of rage. His ears were pasted back while all his muscles tensed. His eyes burned at Sidra, unable to look at Alister right now. If he did he feared he'd snap and grab the man's throat with his bare hands. The image gratifying. It was at this time he did think of how she must have felt when she found out he'd impregnated two females. But he didn't know she cared about him like that! In this situation she knew fully well! He loved her! Had the heat gotten to her that bad!? Alister spoke and his bloodshot eyes shot over to him, the molten anger evident.
Aro took a step toward him, his arms moved rigidly as if he was about to make a move to harm the man, but then he spoke how Sidra spoke nothing of him, nothing about the black and white Marino Knight. Then the man said something that caused a demons growl to rumble from him. Knight's honor bullshit. Aro's arm shot out slamming his fist on the nearest wall and he stormed away from the two. He had nothing to say, he resolved the pendant issue, there was nothing more to be said or done!
The black and white man went right to his room and slammed the door not caring who he disturbed. He hit another wall, bloodying his knuckles then sat hard on his bed his fingers tangling in his mohawk. His heart was a little broken, but he couldn't be mad at Sidra. Perhaps he brought this on himself. As for Alister, how was the male to know? Perhaps she mainly smelled of pack...but surely she smelled of him! Maybe the heat masked it? Aro tried to think this through rationally, but really he wanted to beat the shit out of that copper toned male. Make it a point that he didn't fuck with his female, but really they weren't a sealed couple. Sidra said nothing really happened, harmless fun!? What did she mean by that? They didn't mate...what if they did? Were the puppies...puppies...was, was she carrying? He needed to pay attention next time he was around her...if so, if she was...would they be his? Aro's muscles tensed all over again and he snarled then yelled in pure anger standing and sweeping everything off his desk. It was childish, but it was best he took his anger out on inanimate objects rather than a pack mate, and on the woman he loved.