Their little home seemed normal, Blue acting as if things were alright. Smiling and wrapping arms around him. Sig wished they hadn’t done what they’d gone through with. Maybe Blue would have just forgotten about it. They’d set things in motion now. Made it harder to turn around and go back even if it had been their intention to take a little initiative and do some of the dirty work so Blue could have a few more days of peace. Stellan started and Sig put his hand over Blue’s before his tall friend removed himself. Blue asked and Stellan looked to him now, pleading. Sig forgot his momentary meltdown and picked up with what he knew his mate didn’t want to say out loud.<br/><br/>“We.. set things in motion if you decide you still want to do this. If not, we’ll figure out another way but it bought us a little time. And we handled preparations, so you didn’t have to. So you could have some well earned time with your husband.” Sig smiled, but it was morose looking. He removed from his pockets the blank prescription bottle Alaric had given him and handed it over. Blue would know.<br/><br/>“We told Lofgren that you were alive. He asked Stellan to bring you back. He was in a bad way with Lofgren for a while but he’s done a few things to prove himself. Mating me when he demanded it was one of those things, and this would only further that, another task to prove his loyalty. He doesn’t suspect anything. We told him we knew how to find you.” Sig could hardly look Blue in the face as he was telling him this. The sense of wrongness was overwhelming. He knew Stellan had to feel it deeply as well and he naturally gravitated towards his mate, unsure about reaching out and touching Blue.<br/><br/>“I don’t know what he’s going to do when he gets a whiff of you and realizes you’ve been mated by an alpha. That isn’t something you can hide. Are you sure you still want to do this? Please tell me that you’ve decided you don’t want to go through with this any longer.” Sig had to say it. He didn’t want Blue to feel like now that things were set in motion that he had to proceed. They would figure it out, no matter what anyone said. Sig didn’t feel connected to the other pack, not like he valued his friend.<br/><br/>“I spoke with Alaric. Only vaguely. We could warn them.” Though he wasn’t sure who would actually run. Most wolves were not like him. Sieger seemed like the type who was good and planted. And that meant his mate wouldn’t leave, and then neither would her brother. Sig sagged a little defeated against the arm of the couch and reached for Stellan’s arm.