Sig nodded to Stellan, staying back but looking at who had interrupted them with all the pounding. It was a weaselly looking wolf, someone sent from the pack to retrieve Stellan on account of Colten. A lackey for Lofgren and no one Sig had ever wanted to cross paths with. Stellan stood in front of the fellow, a wall between him and garage, though the wolf was trying to peer around him.<br/><br/>“If you've so much time to fuck around you have time to stop back in and talk to Lofgren,” Garlan argued. “Unless he was helping you hammer out some kinks.” He motioned to the car Sig was leaning against. “Hell, bring him with you. Lof is being testy. It might put him in a better mood and he won't rip into you like the did the last time. I think it's more than Colten. Seems like he's ready to move in on Sieger. Don't see why he hasn't already. Maybe because they're old friends, but he's going to want you close when that happens.” Lofgren was down one of his wolves and while Colten wasn't the most capable he added to their numbers. With an alpha like Lofgren really that was all he needed.<br/><br/>“Can't believe what a god damned mess this has turned into all over a human. Should have killed him long before Jamsen went to Sieger.” Though Garlan had certainly tried. He sighed heavily and fished out a phone.<br/><br/>“Let me at least try to get a hold of him and then you can tell him this yourself,” he said sliding by Stellan and into the garage as he tried to reach someone who could bring a phone to Lofgren. This was easier said than done. Lofgren didn't generally carry a phone on him and so that meant the person who picked up had to go track the alpha down. Garlan put it on speaker phone and set it down, looking around at what the other wolf often found distraction in. Garlan didn't really see the appeal in the machinery. The other wolf was another story and he was naturally curious, though weary since he smelled head to toe of Stellan and rut.<br/><br/>“Which pack are you from?” Garlan asked.<br/><br/>“I'm not from any,” Sig answered, more frigid than what was usual for Sig though most who didn't know him probably wouldn't pick up on his uneasy and verging on angry mood. Garlan certainly didn't, smiling and nodding. Sig's arms were crossed over his body, closed off, not inviting an approach of any kind.<br/><br/>“If you ever want to mix it up, give me a shout.”<br/><br/>Sig didn't even try to hide his disgust. He was digging fingers into his palm, imagining who this person might have been to Blue.<br/>“I'm not into wolves like you.” Which was to say Sig didn't care for smarmy rapists. Anger washed over Garlan at the unexpected insult, unsure what Sig meant by wolves like him.<br/><br/>“Excuse me?” It was one thing within the pack knowing where he stood and another when dealing with a small, bitchy stranger. Garlan acted like he might lunge, threatening, which had Sig shoving off the car and keeping out of the way in case he did keep coming. No way was he going to let that bastard lay a hand on him, nor did he want him close enough to get a good whiff. Garlan didn't follow through though. It satisfied him enough that he got the little wolf moving and he smiled again, friendly because he knew better than to try and close the distance with Stellan there even if he needed a lesson without a big wolf around to protect him.<br/><br/>Lofgren's voice broke up some of the tension between the two wolves and Sig listened. The wolf's voice was deep and gravely. Garlan relaid the information Stellan had already said, talking it with a 'thought you might want to talk to him.' Lofgren made a noise of irritation and then addressed Stellan.<br/><br/>“I'm going to need you here if things turned bad. I don't know what happened with Colt but I can guess. If I call on you, don't be late this time. I don't care how good the hole is you're fucking or how much work someone has piled up for you. I think you forget sometimes living in the city how a pack works and who giving you orders has priority.” If Stellan had anything to say about it Lofgren had already handed the phone over and gone back to what he was doing before the interruption.