Sig was pleased when the conversation was over and Stellan was making Garlan leave. He wanted no more to do with the wolf and was hoping that with his association with Stellan didn't mean visits like that would be regular things. Stellan made himself clear in a possessive way that surprised Sig, but really shouldn't have. They'd been spending a great deal of their time together and it had yet to grow stale. Once Garlan had gone the unease rolled off Sig easily. Sig nodded in agreement about informing Eivind and Blue about Lofgren's plans.<br/><br/>“I would have been insulted if you weren't at least a little irritated,” Sig told him, mostly because it was a wolf who clearly had no moral code to speak of. Packs shared sometimes, and that was all well and good, so long as the wolf being shared was interested in that sort of thing. It wasn't even unheard of for Sig to join in but all he could muster for most of Stellan's pack was revulsion. He walked to Stellan, to take his face so that he'd look at him rather than the floor.<br/><br/>“Now, I'm not one to usually pry into someone's business. It's not really my place, but you're a good, honorable wolf. Your pack is not. They have no respect for you or one another and Lofgren treats you like shit. I know coming from someone who has never taken pack ties very seriously, this probably doesn't sound like much, but you'd be better off on your own.” Sig had tried not to bring it up. He was pretty biased in his opinion of Stellan's associates but seeing another taste of how they acted with one another only sparked his anger. Garlan's flippant disregard made it clear how they operated within the pack, and then Lofgren's words made it obvious the type of leader he was. He spoke his peace and walked over to the side of the motorcycle, taking his usual helmet so that they could give Sig's friends a heads up.<br/><br/><br/>–<br/><br/><br/>Sig didn't bother sending Stellan off. It would be better if they heard it from his mouth rather than him trying to repeat information. He opened the motel room door slightly and knocked on the inside wall to give Eivind a heads up that it wasn't just him. Sig didn't typically knock. He had a key and even if he caught them in the middle of something they were all pretty well used to it.<br/><br/>Eivind was sprawled across the bed, not really sleeping but lazing about, and Blue was laid across him, nose buried in one of his sketchbooks. Eivind sat up, looking at Sig in askance as he led Stellan inside, a hand at the dip of Blue's back. Since Colten, Sig had mostly kept the two apart. He was worried the tension would explode into something else but it was apparent Stellan understood why Eivind hadn't been very forgiving. He didn't really blame the wolf even if Eivind's aggression could get out of control sometimes.<br/><br/>“Someone paid Stellan a visit.”<br/><br/>“What? Who?” Eivind growled.<br/><br/>“It wasn't Lofgren but he spoke with him over the phone,” Sig clarified but it didn't seem to make Eivind's flare of anger fade. He was looking at Stellan now, knowing that at some point someone was going to cross paths with Sig since he was so often with the other wolf. Knowing one of them was in town on top of that was enough to make him want to rage.<br/><br/>“How long ago?” Eivind was asking, shifting Blue gently off him. He was grabbing his keys, nearing Sig to see if he could pick up on some sort of scent. Stellan's scent was overpowering everything on Sig, that or the wolf hadn't come in contact with him at all.<br/>“I'm sure he's gone by now, Eivind. Drove off a while ago.”<br/><br/>“What was he driving?” the alpha continued on, not deviating from his current focus.<br/><br/>“I didn't come back here to send you on a while goose chase for Lofgren's errand boy,” Sid said with a huff of irritation. If Eivind took the notion of one of Lofgren's pack just dropping into town this poorly he couldn't imagine how he was going to take the rest of the news. Sig sent Blue a pleading look that clearly read '<i>get your mate in check</i>.'