Sig waited while Garlan strolled away, knowing before it what Stellan was going to say. His genuine concern was heartwarming but Sig wasn't as worried as he should have been. The little wolf offered his neck and then his own nips and licks in return, trying to excite Stellan instead of worrying him.<br/><br/>“I've been traveling for a long time. All different types of packs. I'm not an intruder now and I know how to deal with big, testosterone spewing alpha males. Just don't escalate the situation. I'll handle it,” he said confidently, unbuttoning Stellan's shirt and sliding it back over his shoulders, intent on creating more skin to skin contact.<br/><br/>“You didn't bring me as some offering. I think that'll be fairly obvious.” Stellan was already tense and Sig was confident that he could handle his own with ninety-nine percent of the pack. Sig wasn't looking forward to the festivities but it could be important to them. He was a bridge, someone without any nearby pack connections, not officially anyway.<br/><br/>“I want to see what can be done. There might be more solutions to this than we realize. And anyway, your alpha is getting suspicious of you.” This would hopefully put any of his worries to rest. “Bringing me shows a trust in him.” Even if that trust wasn't really there. “Lead the way. Make yourself clear but don't challenge him directly. A few uncomfortable moments and it'll be over.” Sig had kicked off his shoes and removed his shirt but left his jeans on for now. He didn't intend on shifting right away or plan on trying to defend himself. Hopefully, there was no need and if there was it wasn't like he'd be able to do all that much against a pack so the point was moot.<br/><br/>Sig knew exactly who the alpha was when they walked up. They had a fire going and the largest male stood to look at Stellan, then the male behind him. Sig's body language was loose, contrary to the tension he felt.<br/><br/>“Well,” Lofgren said with a grin, his voice gravelly. “I was worried you'd forgotten me, Stellan!” The big male was walking over, intimidation personified and he hadn't even shifted. Tall and broad, he understood now why Stellan was worried for him. Sig wasn't sure anyone could take him on alone and he knew Eivind would do just that if pushed. His heart ached to know what Blue had gone through at the hands of this man but he didn't let the disgust he felt cross his face. Lofgren went around Stellan to Sig. The little wolf took a single step away but knew better than to run. The large wolf caught his wrist like he might.<br/><br/>“I remember you. You saw me and ran like hell,” Lofgren said.<br/><br/>“Didn't know your territory or how welcoming you might have been had I stuck around,” Sig said, tilting his chin up as Lofgren leaned in against his throat.<br/><br/>“Oh, we're very welcoming, as I'm sure Stellan has shown you. You've had him distracted for a bit, eh?”<br/><br/>For Sig, there was a genuine bit of fear. All bolstering aside, the little wolf knew he wasn't likely to get any sort of guaranteed opportunity. Sig went easy in his hold, allowing the manipulation. For big predatory wolves, he knew a lack of resistance could be boring and he hoped Lofgren wouldn't take all that much interest in him, especially with Stellan's obvious claim.<br/><br/>“Something here tells me you didn't bring him to share,” Lofgren said, turning his gaze to Stellan. “The boys will be disappointed.”