He finally looks down at me as I greet him with a smile. "Hi." He whispers gently placing a strand of hair behind my ear. "Hi." I reply looking up at him my eyes soft. "I didn't like the way they feasted upon your sight." He shakes his head, face distorted as if tasted something sour. "But you chased all of them away." I reply with a chuckle as he raises an eyebrow. "And there would have been bloodshed if they still sought after you." He replies not liking I find this amusing. "You cannot do that. This is Giovanni's pack!" I exclaim. Bringing me closer to him he bends and whispers into my ear, "Gio will understand that his uncle will not stand another male looking at what is his." A soft blush grows upon my cheeks in response to his words. He always has his way with words. "Have you packed?" I ask him as he frowns.