Cassandra’s POV
“Why would you ask me that?” Brian retorted, lifting a brow.
“Because it makes no sense. The only bad thing I’ve ever done to you was let my drink spill on you and that was an accident. Why are you being mean to me?” I asked through gritted teeth, stopping myself from turning into a wailing mess.
“Aren’t you tired of this same question?” A smug look playing on his face.
“Aren’t you tired of being an ass!” I shot back.
His expression darkened in an instant. He moved forward, closing the gap between us, causing me to press my back into the lockers, and then slammed his hand on the locker pretty close to my head.
“Say that one more time, and I’ll show you how I truly am when I’m being an ass.” He growled, his eyes flickering between his and that of his wolf.
I felt my b
