Faolán took Alanna by the hand and led her back to the bedroom. He was carrying her briefcase, squeezing the handle so hard his knuckles were white.
"That son of a bitch!" He complained and slammed the door after Alanna entered. She just watched. "Why did you leave the room without saying anything to me?" he asked, turning to her.
"Do I have to warn you?" she asked defiantly.
"I'm not trying to control you. But you have a sheet covering half your body!" He was exasperated. "This here is a place full of wolves. Sex-hungry wolves. And a treat like you will not go unnoticed." He said and approached her.
Alanna took a step back.
"And who said I'm going to let any of them touch me?" Alanna was irritated. Was Faolán implying that she was going to fuck the first one who came along? "Unless you're telling me they would rape me."
"They wouldn't be crazy!" He yelled menacingly, looking towards the door. "I don't accept that within this pack!"
