<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Blue's mother seemed to come to terms with things, at least marginally, and it seemed for a moment as if they would leave. Louis wasn't satisfied with that, however. It had turned into a battle for dominance between two males that were refusing to back down. Both were trying to protect Blue, but the difference was Eivind wasn't ordering him to do anything. If Blue wanted to go, he wouldn't stop him. He was too old to be treated like a child, and Eivind knew that he could keep him safe. Louis had come forward to meet Eivind's challenge directly, preparing to drag Blue if need be. He didn't need to know what was said. Blue made a noise of discomfort, and Eivind's fury shot skyward.<br/>
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“Did you not hear me?” Eivind growled. It wasn't enough that the average populous all felt compelled to disrespect and yank Blue around, but so apparently did his father. Blue was resistant, keeping hold of Eivind with his free hand, and it took a great deal of effort not to land Louis flat right there. Instead, he took hold of Louis' wrist, giving him a firm jerk instead to get some of the pressure off Blue, and to show him how jarring the movement actually was. The movement pulled Louis in closer, where he and Eivind were able to share words more personally.<br/>
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“You think that you can handle him however you like because he's your son. That you don't have to show him the same respect you do everyone else. It doesn't work that way. You don't get to be forceful anymore when he does something you don't agree with. You don't get to hit him for his decisions, and you don't get to drag him out of this hotel room against his will, either. I already told you I wouldn't stand for it, and I'm trying extremely hard to be civil because of who you are to him,” Eivind went on, maintaining his hold on Blue but not pulling on him. He didn't want to put his lover in a physical tugging match between him and his father. “He's not at your mercy. He doesn't have to play by your rules anymore. Learn to live with that. He's an adult, and he can make his own god-damned decisions.” Eivind's nostrils flared, and there was a moments pause before he continued, voice low.<br/>
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“Get your hands off him or I'm going to throw you out,” he warned, his final warning. It was Blue's father, and he knew that he meant well, but he still didn't care for the way he thought he could order Blue around, and now forcibly remove him from his person. If Louis had been a wolf, Eivind would have lunged for him already. The alpha in him had no issue rising to the challenge when it came to Blue, but Eivind was learning the way humans did things, and he had to make sure not to do anything further to upset Blue. Jumping on his father didn't seem like the best sort of idea, though the man wasn't giving him all that many options. Eivind was about ready to throw the first punch when he heard a familiar voice outside.<br/>
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“Hey, asshole! What the fuck,” Sig called from the hallway. Obviously, he'd come in contact with Vincent, but was more worried about what was going on inside the room given that the door was ajar. Eivind and a then a stranger had a death grip on Blue, and Sig's defenses went up.<br/>
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“Woah, woah!” Sig said, coming forward to put his hand on the stranger's shoulder, trying to get him away from Blue to no avail. He was surprised Eivind hadn't torn into him, whoever he was. It was clear the other wolf was angry and trying to hold back. He could only assume, what with Vincent being just outside the door. Sig looked to the woman, confused.<br/>
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“I don't know what the fuck you're all thinking you're going to do here or who you are, but it's time you go,” Sig said, wanting to bring the tension down before it turned into an entirely new mess. He didn't know the reason Eivind was holding back was that it was Blue's father. He could see Blue was upset, and he quickly stepped around the trio to get to the phone.<br/>
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“I'm calling hotel security,” Sig warned them, waiting to get a hold of the front desk. “We dealt with enough bullshit last night from Vincent. I'm not about to deal with anymore.”<br/>
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“Sig, I will handle it,” Eivind growled.<br/>
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“Mmhm. You sure look like you're handling it,” the smaller wolf returned. Unlike Eivind, he realized not everything needed to end with someone getting their face kicked in.</span></span>