Alaric's teasing encouraged a smile to sprout and curl its way onto Blue's face, slowly, shyly, as if the wolf were discovering a secret the young man held tightly within in his chest. He took a sip from his beer before shrugging his shoulders and looking up to Alaric, a playful sparkle in his eyes. “The answer to your question is pretty simple, Alaric. Eivind has a big dick and he likes putting it inside of me. Apparently he thinks I'm cute.” The human chuckled and drank some more, eager to stifle the laughter with his beverage. Blue wasn't particularly fond of the taste of most beers, but he wasn't the type to refuse free alcohol when it was offered to him. He liked to drink, and his opportunities to do so had been few since being abducted by Lofgren.<br/><br/>Instead of immediately responding to Alaric's second round of gentle prodding, Blue first slowly nodded, his eyes watching the blades of grass in front of Eivind's house sway in the light breeze. “I'm different, I think,” he purred, simpering as he thought about his mate. “I don't really know how to describe it, but I<i>do</i>feel different. I'm not typically a 'commitment' kinda guy, y'know? The thought of being with someone forever, to be... I dunno,<i>chosen </i>for one another? It may be commonplace with wolves, but that's a rather terrifying idea for humans. Well, some humans, anyway. But the doubts, the fears, the need to run away that I've had with previous boyfriends? I don't feel that with him. I like being with him. He makes me smile. We just fit together, like all our jagged edges align perfectly and when we come together, I feel whole.”<br/><br/>He stopped. The smile hadn't faded from his face, but it was softer now, subtle, a lingering shadow on his lips as he felt the blood rush to his cheeks. “I'm sorry, that was probably more than you wanted or needed to know.” He cleared his throat, placed the bottle back at his lips. He was done talking for the time being. He liked Alaric. Quite a bit, really. But he had no intention of continuing to spill out his heart for the wolf. When his mate came to sit next to him, making a joke about breakfast, Blue just nodded. His stomach decided to speak for him, rumbling at the mention of a buffet. Perhaps it wasn't the best idea for scrawny Blue to be drinking on an empty stomach, but he couldn't bring himself to care all that much. If anything, the beer would fill him up until they acquired some real food.<br/><br/>The two wolves engaged one another in lazy conversation, Alaric updating the two on the alpha's ugly mood. Neither Eivind or Blue cared about Sieger's opinion, and from what Alaric said it seemed to upset the wolf quite a bit. Alaric's information was reinforced by Sieger's eventual appearance. The middle-aged wolf had come stomping up to Eivind's porch, his bearded face twisted into a snarl as he barked at Eivind, hardly giving Blue a second glance.<br/><br/>He didn't appreciate the way Sieger was speaking to his mate, but it was to be expected. Sieger had never shown Eivind a single ounce of respect, at least not in front of Blue, perhaps not ever. The alpha made it clear enough that he didn't like Eivind, he didn't<i>respect</i>Eivind, and despite the two being properly mated—just like Sieger had wanted—he still harbored no regard for their connection. Blue was getting rather irritated listening to the alpha continue snap and degrade his partner, but Eivind's relatively calm demeanor encouraged Blue to stay quiet and continue sipping his (now second) beer.<br/><br/>Until, of course, Sieger decided to play dirty.<br/><br/>Blue's head snapped up when Sieger insinuated that Eivind had just been last in a long line of wolves to have their way with him. He growled, not unlike a wolf, and his eyes got wide when the alpha decided to address him directly—the first time he had bothered to do so since showing his face on Eivind's property.<br/><br/>The words Sieger spewed were bitter and angry. They dripped with hatred for Eivind, and Blue stood when the alpha continued to insult his mate, and he clenched his fists to the side when the alpha threw being “fucked by half the wolf population” in his face. Blue was tired of his trauma being spoken of so flippantly, he was tired of it being used against him, as if<i>he </i>had done something wrong, as if Eivind had done something wrong for not finding him sooner. It wasn't Eivind's fault. It was never Eivind's fault. It was Lofgren's. And while Blue had been willing to allow Sieger to run his mouth prior, he refused to let the alpha's words go unchallenged. He didn't care that he would be defenseless if his words caused the wolf to attack. He had lived through worse.<br/><br/>“You wanna feel sorry for someone, Sieger?” Blue hissed, his voice low and threatening, his eyes narrowed as he stepped down from his perch and moved close to the wolf. “Instead of feeling sorry for me, you should feel sorry for your own mate. Poor thing, she must hate having to rein you in like a fucking child all the time because you're too much of an insecure dog to control your temper. Why does my mate bother you so much, hm? Is it because he's a<i>real</i>alpha? Is that it? You feeling insecure about the size of your knot and worried my wolf is going to dethrone you?”<br/><br/>Blue smirked, crossing his arms over his chest and looking down at Sieger. Blue didn't mind being taller than Eivind, but he was actively enjoying standing to his full height and having to look south to peer into Sieger's eyes, even if the wolf was bigger and stronger than he would ever be.<br/><br/>“If you want to be respected as alpha, maybe start acting like one and stop being such a fucking<i>bitch</i>.” Blue spit out the last word, emphasizing it, making sure Sieger heard the harsh syllable. He wanted it to ring around in the wolf's head for a long while. “Eivind fucked me, just like you wanted. He fucked me amazingly, too. Much better than I'm sure poor Synnove has ever gotten from you. And yeah, a lot of other wolves fucked me, but they were all sniveling scavengers just taking advantage of their alpha's savagery. Between you and him, Eivind's been the only real alpha wolf I've met worthy of any respect. I don't give a shit what he did a decade ago, and it's about fucking time you got the hell over it and move on already. You're an old man who acts like a three-year-old throwing a tantrum. Take care of your pack like a real wolf and leave us be.”<br/><br/>Blue downed the rest his beer and turned his back on Sieger, retaking his seat on the steps.<br/><br/>“And get the fuck away from my porch.”