Re: Edge of the picnic. Start of picnic.
Derek's frown deepened. "That's not...I'm not sure what you're getting at," he replied, slowly. "I don't own a female slave right now," he said, deliberately, in case there were werewolf ears eavesdropping. It was, in the strictest sense, true. Allison didn't belong to him, and there was no guarantee that she would choose to stay with Derek. "But if I did get one, some day, it might result in children. That's pretty common, for those types of relationships."