Silvertip Mountain Heating up

Ok to make timeline sense this is now going to have to  be set  after before Mason spoke with Steady, which means Steady is a Beta in this thread but Mason doesn't know? xD
 
Zaria may have spoken to him, but she had promptly ignored him and turned her back – hardly giving him a chance to reply. Her pissiness was clearly a case of the pot calling the kettle black. Mason stopped his rummaging and slowly turned to look directly at her chest, his ears flattening against his scalp. She was the queen of low blows if nothing else. It astounded Mason that someone so childish could have won his Dad’s heart (conveniently forgetting at the moment she had won his own, as this had only been a case of puppy-love crushing) and elevated herself to leadership.
 
His heart thrummed a heady beat, and his vision swum with a mixture of emotions – anger, hurt, disappointment, confusion. Steady was just watching him, probably expecting he could manage this himself, or maybe not wanting to draw fire onto himself; Mason couldn't blame him.
 
Hadn’t Zaria also approved of him being a Beta? Why was she being so cruel, playing mind-games like this? Where was the sweet woman who had told him she would always be there if he got into trouble. Their relationship had gone from close friends and unrequited love to utter hatred in a few sour months.
 
Mason managed to bite back the words ‘Well look at how ignorant you are, and you still managed to become an Alpha’ just in time. Instead he spoke quietly, and his voice cracked with clear humiliation, defeat and upset. “You started talkin’ before I could…" Mason cut himself off and started again: "Would you like me to dress your wound Zaria?”  Her name came out woodenly, and Mason turned back to the rocks to try and extricate some of the moss, before they could see the tears that had begun to dribble down his face.

Every time he felt good about life, someone crapped on him.