Grimjaw walked passively under the moonlight, his thoughts plagued with that day. It had been a week since he found that bitch with that human. A human... How could she? At least it could have been another werewolf, but no, she went with a human. He wanted to kill that bastard so much, but it didn't worth it. She didn't worth it. Grim growled lowly and quicked a stone against a tree. He came out here to be away from his pack. They were all asking about her and he wasn't in the mood to be explaining what happened. He had to return to the hideout later to get some rest. It was just a bar but it was big enough for all the members and the alcohol relaxed them. A bunch of angry wolves wasn't something he wanted to deal with again. He had enough of his own anger to deal with.