like father like son

N/A · 04-30-2013, 02:20 PM

He knew his father would not give up easily - and probably not at all - but he had to try. Maverick needed to be sure that Gideon got what he wanted, so that in time, Maverick might be able to claim his own prize. If Chrysanthe was given to Gideon, he in turn could ask for Epiphron for the betrothal. It would only be natural for her to be the next choice, since she had been appointed Alpha female. It was obvious of the favor she held in her brother's eyes. But he would have to get past Gerhardt for any of that to even have a hope of happening - and he wasn't sure he could do that much. His father would respond, assuring the boy that he would marry Chrysanthe, and how good of a match she would be for him. Maverick snorted. She was a wonderful wolf - and he considered her a new friend - but she was just that, a friend. Another snort slipped his nostrils as his father disregarded his feelings and called them a crush. "I know what love is." He would retort with a growl in his notes. "Gideon wants Chrysanthe, and I don't. He means to make her his wife, and he can't do that if she's mine. Let him have her father, let them be together. Can't you ask for the girl my heart longs for instead?" He knew what the answer would be, knew it in his gut. He turned his lime eyes upon the King, intent upon staring him down - if he could manage to stare for that long. He wouldn't yet say Epiphron's name, out of fear of retribution. He would only give her name if Gerhardt obliged him, and there was little chance of that.

"speeeeech"

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