Roxie had started to fuss about the room, putting things back on shelves and such, but she paused when he mentioned that he had planned to propose to her. For a moment she just stood there, because that meant something a lot more than them just fooling around with each other. Even if her pack had the option for other leaders, it had been clear for years that Roxie had the right temperament and dedication to the pack. Her alphas were not her parents, not really, but they had still helped raised her and recognized her power.<br/><br/>Marrying Alaric would have meant one thing: The packs would have to set their differences aside and come together.<br/><br/>She did not want to jump to conclusions, but it was strange that his father was so angry about the idea and only couple weeks later Alex attacked her. Roxie could understand their father's anger, to him it probably looked like his son was gambling the future of the pack for a girl he simply was too blind to see was unsuitable for his future position in the pack.<br/><br/>Roxie took a deep breath and turned back to face him. "You were going to propose?"<br/><br/>Her feelings were scattered to the winds, because it felt like that thought alone had been some sort of catalyst that led them here. She looked away, rifling through it all. "I mean, I can't blame him for being angry, I was sort of all those things. Poor, from a so-called "lesser" pack. If I had kids someday and they had the future of my pack in their hands...The strength of the leadership matters, but you don't--You don't think he would have orchestrated what happened to me? Your father is...stern, but he's not that sadistic..."