- Third person - When Chance stormed into the kitchen it was in a fury, his body stiff with rage, his eyes full of disbelief and anger, as he studied Axel. Before Axel could make any comment about his actions Chance blurred forward and decked him square in the face, sending Axel flying backwards into the counter, cracking the surface under his immense weight. "f**k!" Axel bellowed as he reached up to grab his nose as blood poured from it. If he had to guess, Chance had been around the corner when Rosertina had fled the kitchen. Not only had he hurt her in a way that only a mate could but he had betrayed his friend in the process, albeit that it wasn't his fault. Well it was but not in a way that made sense to him. While he and Chance sized each other up, Axel noticed t

