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He could care less on the fact the Clay didn't want her. It didn't matter that he had been with others in the camps. But fact of the matter he was a wolf watching the man who led to his imprisonment, had been with a women he planned to marry and fathered kids with her. It was a very simple fact that his wolf...and mayhap Rom as well, wanted to make very clear she was his.<p> He kissed her neck softly but then turned his attention over his shoulder toward the kitchen where Vlad had slunk away to. <p> He kissed her once more before motioning her off his lap and standing. <p> <i>"Want anything to drink?" </i> He asked the room at large before walking into the kitchen under the guise of getting a drink. He walked past Vlad and stole the beer out of his hand for a long drink before returning it and raiding the fridge for the others drinks. <p> Some might think he was crazy walking away from a man he didn't trust near a girl who was basically his neice...but who ever thought that had never seen Novemeber mad. <p> He was with out adoubt the most gentle man he knew, kind and loving...but if you managed to genuinely piss him off...look out. <p> He looked back at Vlad but said nothing, he knew damn well the other got it.</font></font></p>
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He could care less on the fact the Clay didn't want her. It didn't matter that he had been with others in the camps. But fact of the matter he was a wolf watching the man who led to his imprisonment, had been with a women he planned to marry and fathered kids with her. It was a very simple fact that his wolf...and mayhap Rom as well, wanted to make very clear she was his.


<p>He kissed her neck softly but then turned his attention over his shoulder toward the kitchen where Vlad had slunk away to.
<p>He kissed her once more before motioning her off his lap and standing.
<p>"Want anything to drink?" He asked the room at large before walking into the kitchen under the guise of getting a drink. He walked past Vlad and stole the beer out of his hand for a long drink before returning it and raiding the fridge for the others drinks.
Some might think he was crazy walking away from a man he didn't trust near a girl who was basically his neice...but who ever thought that had never seen Novemeber mad.
He was with out adoubt the most gentle man he knew, kind and loving...but if you managed to genuinely piss him off...look out. He looked back at Vlad but said nothing, he knew damn well the other got it.
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grrr.... still working on it.

Thanks moony for the link to Wolves of Chasseral... access to more tables gave me more stuff to play with. lol




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WHAT THE FUCK! I hate BBCoding. > sorry guys, i have spent the majority of my day working on this... and I am afraid I am going to have to give up... I tried.

I can get it very close, but I don't know how to change
the back ground color in the table boxes... but that is
as good as it gets for right now... without the ability
to use straight up HTML, I don't think I am going to be
able to help.