Whatever Grayson had expected, Luc's calm statement wasn't it.  Hell, it even surprised his wolf into silence for a moment, during which Grayson examined the other man as he tilted his head to the side.  Luc didn't shift, hadn't stripped out of his shirt in preparation to do so, and there was no anger or resentment that he could sense.   If anything he thought Luc was confused by what he'd done, which only created more questions for Grayson.<br/><br/>"I demand answers... and you had better come up with some if you don't have them," he warned the man, surprised that his speech wasn't completely garbled by the growl that stayed in the back of his throat.  "I want to trust you, Luc.  I want to find a reason to help... but Hannah is special.  She's not just any of my wolves... and you're Alpha.  There's no way your interest in her can be casual," his lips curled slightly at the last word.<br/><br/>"Give me a fucking reason to leave you alive. Tell me why you brought her food.  Figure out what the fuck your intentions are and tell me now... so that hopefully my wolf can get used to the idea instead of wanting to rip your head from your shoulders..." he added as his hands clenched and unclenched at his sides, the flesh rippling as if trying to shift into claws.<br/>