You never got along with Alaric, and he never seemed to like you either. At the back of the building, you two were fighting about how one of his pals was being touchy with you and how he didn't like it at all.

"No, you dont.. you dont get to- let go of me!" You wrenched your arm free from his hold

"dont tell me, you're disgusted by my touch now??" He sneered and scoffed harshly, stating that the disagreement was not improving

Just as you were ready to walk out of the fight in a rage, he suddenly pulled your hair into his fist , drawing you in closer and pressing his lips on yours. his blazing eyes