“I really don’t give a fuck what they think about my mate. We’re together, and they won’t do anything about it. I hope they would learn to trust my judgement.” Benjamin’s words were filled with a passion, passion for the woman that was now his whole world, or at least that’s what his wolf made him feel. In truth, he did care what people said about his mate, mostly because he wanted to rip out the throat of any man who dared even look at her the wrong way. This aggression was rather typical of a mated male, for it was a remnant of the old days, long before werewolves integrated into human society. It would only get worse if the female was with child, but generally most wolves were able to keep control of themselves, though it was sometimes difficult. “Look, there’s going to mistrust, but we need to be a united front, even if our packs don’t want us together. Your right about our packs needing each other, I feel like the Alpha’s murder won’t be the last.” After a few moments, Ben was once again dressed, and heading out the door, a sign that he did agree with Roxie’s need for haste. Heading toward the door to the cabin, the Beta was sure to put out any candles and the fireplace before grabbing his coat. Yet he didn’t put it on, for he felt the cold already flooding in. He wasn’t sure what drove him to do it, but he carefully placed his coat around Roxie, though he didn’t even know if she was cold.<br/><br/>Without a word, Benjamin heads out of the cabin and down a small trail to his car. He was actually proud of his Mercedes, he’d earned it after years at his “human” jobs. Carefully, He opens the passenger door, allowing Roxie to get in before him. Once he shut her door, he was quick to get in the drivers seat and start the car. Before he even knew it, they were already back onto the road heading toward the smalle gated community in which his pack lived. The trip was largely silent, the radio providing the only real sound on the car (even though it was turned down). Once they passed though the security gate, Benjamin began to drive slowly as he explained a few things. “The boy... his name is Marcus. Just stay back when we get in there, he’s really not all that trusting of strangers... but... well...” he pauses for a moment, before sighing and revealing a secondary reason for bring Roxie along with him. “Look, Marcus grew up without a mother... I don’t know if it might help, but your... you have a way with people. I know that better then anyone, and... Well... I just don’t think I can help him get through this alone.”<br/><br/>Just as he finished speaking, the car came to a stop in front of a large house, no doubt the Alpha’s residence. Two warriors approach the car, but Benjamin gets out and waves them off. The wolves could smell the mating bond on the two, but choose not to question it for then moment. Luckily, a werewolf’s sense of smell didn’t really pick up until they hit puberty, so the boy wouldn’t smell what remained of the pairs heated night of passion. Once the pair walked inside, a older woman sat in one of the living room chairs, silently reading a book, though she shut it when the two came in. “Thanks for coming on short....” she paused, rasing her eyebrow, though keeping her snarky  comment to herself. “You should head up. He’s in his father’s room, he won’t let me in. “ Ben nods in understanding, before making his way up stairs and down a long hallway, finally arriving at a door, light came out from under the crack, revealing it to be the only occupied room. Carefully, Benjamin knocks, quietly and gently saying “Marcus... It’s me, Benjamin...” he was kind, and he softened more then he ever had. The moment he was done speaking, the door was unlocked and a child runs out, wrapping his arms around the Beta, tears still running down his face. He was still in his pajamas, which were Star Wars themed. Yet that didn’t matter as much to Ben, who only wished to comfort him as much as possible. He quietly picks the boy up and allows him to wrap his arms around his neck, which then permitted him to bury his head into Ben’s shoulder. “Shh... It’s ok... I’m here...” the boy did seem to quiet down a bit, just enough for his caretaker to move him back to his own bedroom. With gentle hands, he lays Marcus in his bed and covers him up, wiping his tears away. “Now there’s my brave little trooper.” He says with a smile. “I’ll stay as long as you want me to. Oh, and I brought a friend... She’s gonna stay for awhile to, and she cares about you very much.” The boy seems a bit frightened at first, but brokenly says “O-Ok” before Benjamin signals Roxie to come over and sit on the otherwise of the body’s bed.<br/><br/>“Marcus, this is Roxie. She’s a very good friend of mine. She really wanted to meet you.” The boy actually seemed to perk up a bit at this, as there were very few children his age, and being the son of the dead Alpha meant he was definitely going to be kept on a tight leash for awhile. He simply wanted to make a new friend. “Hi...” He says rather nervously, before moving over a bit, snuggling against Benjamin “W-will both of you... S-stay with me tonight?” He looks back and forth between the two, and Ben of course already had his answer. “Of course, we’re here for you... No matter what.”