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He listens to the female intently and respectfully, nodding his head as she goes when he agrees and staying silent during others. She’s peeking his curiosity, obviously interested in leading a pack more then she’s interested in Donovan himself; he respects that. Then as her smooth laugh meets his ears he can’t help but chuckle as well. He’s impressed; so far anyway. He wants to put her through more tests. Until then he continues listening to her.

She has a savage pack as well then. She should be strong and numb to many things others aren’t then. He approves of this. So far she seems like a promising leader. Then as she speaks her last sentence he can see the slight venom she holds in the words; she’ll settle for nothing less it seems. Automatically he agrees to her terms.

“I like it. You seem like you should be strong coming from such a pack. I agree to lead alongside you.” He compliments. Then his smirk becomes devilish, his eyes lingering and teasing. “Now fight me. I want to see how you are in battle, dear.” His challenge is confident. He doesn’t belittle or underestimate her, he knows any woman’s strength can be equal if not better than a fellow man’s. It is one of many tests he decides he will put her through.