He hadn't meant to snoop, not like that anyway. The other had left his mobile open, the phone going off a few times with the familiar noise. Naturally, he'd thought it might have been important, one of the pack or his mates. Of course, a 'quick look' had become sitting down. Flicking through the others mobile slowly.Blood draining from his face the further he looked
He hadn't been aware he'd been shaking until the glass had broken in his hand.
Staring at it as if he'd never seen such an object before, he let it slide off his palm. Watching it with a sort of...cold detachment he'd never felt before. What little glass had caused damage healed just quick but that hardly seemed important. Closing his fingers against the still healing cuts,Cath stood up. Calmly lifting the very couch he'd been sitting on
and throwing it.
That, at the very least, had seemed to set off the wolf in him. Anger, no. Not even anger. rage, flowed through him. Ripping things apart, gaze burning golden as he growled. Muttering to himself angerly, ferociously.
Hearing Marc's words, however, set off something else deep inside. "CONAS AN FUCK TÚ TÚ??"