hate is a strong word

 He grunted with frustration at the female's words. Her looking at him alone ticked him off. As if it was his damn fault or somethig! Well it was his fault she didn't have a chance to join, but of course he highly disagreed with that. He ignored her words and only focused on the scent. He was like a robot. If you smelled heavily of a different Pack, you'll be chased out.

 He still thought of what she had said as he watched her leave. That her Pack forced her to hurt herself. Harsh. He shook his head and walked away, not to speak another word nor noticing Fitz.