Alden didn't consider Blue's request, because that was all it was; a request. Blue couldn't make them do anything. He was powerless pressed between the two of them, theirs to do with as they pleased, and Lofgren seemed to like where all of this was going. Alden's actions betrayed his words, otherwise he might have sounded sweet and attentive. Truly, he didn't want to damage the boy beyond repair, and so it was partly up to him to settle, relax, and allow the intrusion to happen.<br/><br/>Lofgren's large hands held Blue around the waist, close to him and against his wide chest. If it didn't feel so good, and the whole process wasn't so curious he might have stopped Alden and fucked Blue alone. Blue wasn't one of them though, and that made him easy to share, because for Lofgren he didn't register to him as a living, breathing, feeling thing. He was just a human, and the world could do with less of those. When Blue screamed, he was ignored. Alden only pushed his head down against Lofgren's chest, and they set a careful pace. It wasn't for Blue's comfort that they did so, rather it was the only way they could make the fucking work. The angles were awkward enough and Blue wasn't helping with his wiggling. Eventually he just laid there and sobbed, and both had to wonder if it was from the pain, or they'd broken him. Broken he would still serve Alden just fine, and likely Lofgren wouldn't care so long as he still remained a warm body to stick his dick into regularly.<br/><br/>There was no way they were both going to fit when Lofgren started to knot. It forced Alden out, and instead he stroked himself to completion, releasing across Blue's back. He flopped to onto his side when he was done, squeezed between the wall and Lofgren. The alpha had loosened his hold some, knowing Blue wasn't likely to go anywhere, especially now that it was all mostly over. Lofgren fell asleep like that, flat on his back, and Alden dozed. They obviously didn't see Blue as much of a threat, especially in his current state. Lofgren could change his mind and decide to kill him at any moment.<br/><br/>Alden built up one of the sheds to act as a prison to Blue. It wasn't even that it was necessary. Blue wasn't going anywhere fast, but it did keep him isolated. It was dark, and cut off from the world. They could leave him there and not worry about him, and take him back out again when it suited them. Alden had gotten possessive of Blue with the other wolves. He did allow them to use him some of the time, but he liked to control it. He hardly let Garlan touch Blue at all, still finding humor in the idea of denying the werewolf. Garlan went out of his way to be cruel to Blue any chance he got, and sometimes Alden laid into him for it. Sometimes he allowed it until Garlan would try to take it sexual. The werewolf was frustrated, and Alden thought it was hilarious.<br/><br/>Lofgren had Blue whenever he felt like it, and sometimes he used him with Alden. Sometimes the other wolf could rile Lofgren in just the right way and Lofgren would push the boy to the side, and fuck Alden instead. Overall, using Blue had worked out as Alden had planned. He didn't kid himself and think Lofgren would ever take him as a mate. It wouldn't serve the pack. Lofgren needed to reproduce, and he could only guess that eventually he'd fully claim one of the females he did mate with occasionally. Still, it was better to be someone Lofgren fucked than it was to be someone he didn't. The bond was stronger between him and his alpha, and the pack was nothing without it's bonds.<br/><br/>Alden had taken Blue out to the river, to let him get some fresh air and clean himself in the water. They'd left him inside the shed for three days without any sort of attention, and Alden didn't want him to fade away from neglect on their part. Jamsen was nearby, but when he saw he got a whiff of the boy, he got up and walked away. It was obvious he still hadn't come around to the idea. He was even less impressed when they'd said they were actually planning on keeping him indefinitely. If Blue had ever happened to get loose, there would be trouble. If people came searching, there would be trouble. If they ever accidentally killed the boy and didn't dispose of him properly, there would be trouble. So many risks, and Jamsen was tired of sitting around and watching. He picked a direction, and he kept going. He knew he was not the only one who would be concerned over the notion of Lofgren keeping a human as a pet.<br/><br/>Alden only rolled him eyes, commenting to Blue how he needed to try to win Jamsen over. Maybe if the boy got him to fuck him one good time he'd come around to the idea, but so far Jamsen was proving to be an old prude, set in his ways.<br/><br/>Garlan had come over, wading in to the water towards Blue. To pull him under was Alden's best guess, because he knew he wasn't allowed to fuck him.<br/><br/>“Blue, come here,” Alden ordered him to his side, away from the other wolf. Alden continued to lounge, laying flat on his back beneath the afternoon sun. He barely even looked up. It was easy to give Blue motivation to get away from Garlan, even if the boy didn't care to go to his side either.<br/><br/>“You think awfully high of yourself, Alden,” Garlan snarled. Alden hardly paid him any attention, despite the increasing frustration coming from the smaller wolf.