Sig watched the dynamic between Stellan and his alpha. Plenty was made clear just by the way they looked at one another. Stellan wasn't like most of the other wolves who were weaker and needed the protection of the pack. There was some tension between them, barely contained. He knew that Stellan was having a hard time not making some sort of display. Maybe Lofgren noticed that too, but Sig was relaxed, following his body's primal instinct.<br/><br/>Stellan made his claim known, his reasons being something the other male would understand. Lofgren nodded, wrapping an arm around Sig and bringing him closer towards the fire. His heart was beating quickly the longer the alpha kept contact. It was starting to border less on alpha curiosity and more something else.. Sig would guess it was Lofgren testing Stellan by the amusement in his tone.<br/><br/>“You want him for yourself then in this pack you'll have to fight for it. You knew that though. Probably why you were reluctant to bring him before. Garlan told me you were awful protective over a piece of ass.” Lofgren wouldn't step in between any of them. They'd have to sort it out amongst themselves, but if anyone was strong enough to keep something for himself it was Stellan. “Haven't had something pretty around for a while.. not since, well, you know. The boys are going to be jealous.” If it had been any other wolf in the pack Lofgren himself wouldn't have hesitated but Stellan was the different sort. Proud and strong. Lofgren needed him when the time came. He couldn't afford to piss him off by taking what he'd apparently already claimed. A quick fuck with a submissive little wolf wasn't worth it and Lofgren was only vaguely interested anyway.<br/><br/>“Easy wolves have never been my type anyway. Nothing to worry about, Stellan. Relax. Just checking him over, especially if we're to be seeing more of him.”<br/><br/>Bile had risen in the back of Sig's throat at Lofgren's boasting of the last pretty thing. This alpha was the worst sort. Not even good to his own. He was playing games with Stellan now. Lofgren did eventually let Sig go. The little wolf returned to Stellan quickly, trying to contain his outrage.<br/><br/>“I was starting to think you were too busy. Glad to see you came to your senses. Tonight though I figured we'd go for a run up to one of the springs. Swim, fuck, eat. The usual way we appreciate the prosperity I've led you all to.”<br/><br/>Sig wanted to laugh but held himself carefully in check. He'd come across many different types but none quite so arrogant and aggressive in their leadership.<br/><br/>“Now that we're all here, how about it?” Lofgren's shifting was an indication that the rest should follow suit. Some would be staying behind, like the old man, but those that were able to make the long and tiring run were expected to come along. The alpha led and the others followed. Sig and Stellan would catch up.<br/><br/>“Your alpha is a piece of shit,” Sig said softly, shuffling out of his jeans in a way that didn't hide his aggravation. It was an understatement even coming from the man who never had anything bad to say about anyone.