Luc's question surprised a sharp bark of laughter from Grayson, and served to sooth his wolf, or at least change the direction of its focus.  There was no true amusement in the sound, but neither was their anger.  It was more like the laugh of a man resigned to something he did not at all like.  "Steer clear of her.  It's funny that you think you'll have the choice to steer clear of her.  She may not be a dominant wolf, but she's as stubborn as one.  Just see if steering clear works when she comes to check on you and make sure I didn't leave you on the ground bleeding."<br/><br/>He raked his fingers through his hair, but they froze halfway through at Luc's half asked question.  A low growl settled in his chest and in his voice when he finally spoke.<br/><br/>"I have no claim on her other than Alpha.  There is history... but not intimacy between us," he told Luc honestly, though it would have fixed everything to lie.  "There is no finer female than Hannah.  You will come back with me, and you will talk to her now.  No chance to run.  No chance to change your mind.  She deserves at least that much... and you will respect whatever she says, even if it's to get the fuck away from her and not come back.  Are we understood?"<br/>