[ He'd abided by the terms that she said. Those terms were never explicitly on her, but if she was going to set those terms, then there was an implicit connection between them. He would never lord that over her - that simply wouldn't be fair - but it's something that he can't help but feel deep inside of himself. He swallows, and tries to seriously consider what she asks as h makes his way into the kitchen. Would he treat it differently...
He closes his eyes. ] The child stays with the mother, so it would be mine, as Alpha.
[ But that's as Alpha, that's what's fair, and that's what's right. But that's hardly factual, is it? Hardly emotional either. The man rolls his head to one side, lingering there and resisting the urge to grip his Alpha tattoo and then rummages through his head to come up with... ]
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He closes his eyes. ] The child stays with the mother, so it would be mine, as Alpha.
[ But that's as Alpha, that's what's fair, and that's what's right. But that's hardly factual, is it? Hardly emotional either. The man rolls his head to one side, lingering there and resisting the urge to grip his Alpha tattoo and then rummages through his head to come up with... ]
I don't know though.
[ Because he also knows she wouldn't ]