Swiftcurrent Creek when i first met tom mccannon, i was working in the mines

no matter if aria cared to have him court her or not -- she was always girlish in that way, that she secretly adored attention and drama (of this kind). but the option was stolen from beneath her paws as constantine, bold and dominant, appeared behind her. 

and off went the man, dark and strange but... intriguing all the same. aria, suddenly enraged, whipped around to see her alpha, pale gaze on fire. "you tell me to go off and forge my own relationships but are here, making a decision for me?" her tail lashed, but she did not show her teeth at him, as much as she might have wanted to.