Noctisardor Bypass I would any day die for you.

Sorry if this seems distracted but I'm currently pissed at the police at my city.

He smiled at her when she refused the challenge, he didn't mind to be honest, for he knew that no matter how bad she sung he would always love the sound of it. The youthful Praetor wrapped his limbs around Paar as she leaned against him, relishing her warmth and knowing that nothing would ever touch her, he wouldn't let anyone, anything touch her as long as he was by her side. He prayed for the gods to watch over her at all times, nevermind himself, she needed more protection that he would need. He was a good fighter, thanks to his father, when he went into protective mode, bloodlust mode, corpses would be littered around the floor. You wouldn't want that to happen.

He was enjoying being by her side when she said his name and the next words "I want to work towards a leadership position at your side. I want our children to be born to a Queen, not a subordinate." he managed not to stiffen or freeze, not wanting the mood to be ruined, although it probably would soon. A soft sigh escaped the Roman as he gazed up at the star-filled sky, wondering how to answer her question. He was going to ask her to take up the leadership position beside him when things were better settled down and the wolves of Noctisardor Bypass knew her better and trusted her for he wasn't one to appoint his wife to Alphess beside him just because she was his wife. He needed to know they could lead well, guide well before appointing them to that position and he knew Paar was more than capable however he needed the wolves of the Bypass to know her better, to trust her before he could give her the position.

It wouldn't be long before he appointed her as a high rank but he knew, his instincts told him, the gods told him to wait. For her to earn the trust of her packmates, to patrol the borders and help the pack's wellbeing. It wasn't a matter of love but a matter of trust and hard-work. He loved her, he really did but as a Roman, he had to think about everything first not just love and sometimes he hated that. But he had sworn to Jupiter, to the gods to never be like his uncivilized father, but be a strong Roman, someone that would prove Rome strong.

Paar, he nuzzled her gently before speaking again. I promise our children will be born to a Queen, an Empress and not to a mere subordinate. You aren't a subordinate, you are my wife and that surpass any title in this world. and he smiled and gazed at her, the moonlight glowing into his silver eyes making them almost white. But I understand your need to be at the top and I will grant you that but I cannot do that right now. I'm sorry. he said regretfully.

Our packmates must trust you with their lives and believe in you, care for their well-being and your rise will not be opposed by them. You will rise, I believe in you and I know, the gods know that you will be Empress beside me and our children will be blessed by the gods. He gazed at her with apologetic silver eyes, a small part of him wondering if she would be angry, mad at him for not awarding her the position she wanted immediately. He hoped she wouldn't.