Katrina's POV.
The Slit.
Yeah, no, Xander still didn't talk to me.
He would come to bed every night when I had already fallen asleep and leave before I even woke up. It was like this for the next 3 days, and to say I was pissed would be an understatement.
I had just tried for the first time to get him to talk to me, and I was through the roof with utter disbelief.
At first, I was mad at myself for making him upset, but then I realised he was just being ridiculous, much like I was, but this was going on for too long.
As I made my way into the pack kitchen, I saw Natalie helping chop up some vegetables.
Walking up beside her, I picked up a carrot and aggressively bit into it.
"Everything okay?" She asked hesitantly as she watched me destroy the poor carrot.
"No, Xander is still no
