Magnus had been finally calming down during the drive home. He hated that place. Just the thought of it made all the muscles in his back tense. Having a slave though was all about status. People had noticed that he had no permanent ones of his own, so he had to have one. At least he'd found a pretty one that hadnt been broken.
Glancing up at Alec, Magnus chuckled softly. "Why not? I wanted you and I wasnt about to let someone else take you, especially someone like him." He frowned a little thinking back to the man, wondering if Alec knew juts how lucky he'd been that Magnus had wanted him as much as he did.
"I didnt find another single slave that I wanted other than you. Plus, General Mao already made it known how he felt about your cheek." He said with a chuckle as he pointed towards the scratches from his upset cat.