"Good girl." She didn't trust him. At all. He smiled softly albeit regrettably for this. Another necessary move. If she were to trust him so easily, what other creatures of the night was she putting her faith in? For a human who had no real knowledge of the dark underbelly of New Hope, she surrounded herself with enough supernaturals to make one wonder. That could prove dangerous. For her safety and her innocence. This girl needed to be more careful about who she let into her company. Himself included. Not that he had any ill intentions towards Charlotte. And Crowne knew Royce meant no harm to the girl either. If the recent change to their relationship was anything to go by, the boy intended quite the opposite.
But how was that going to turn out? A werewolf dating a human wasn't directly forbidden but heavily not recommended. There were packs outside of New Hope that did have rules against this sort of thing but more for their own safety. Werewolves were dangerous. They were animals. Incapable of becoming completely domesticated. A human couldn't trust a werewolf, a creature known since the dawn of time to be a monster. Monsters were meant to be feared, not loved. Werewolves and humans could coexist together, yes. There was no rule against this. But when a werewolf cared too much, it changed things. It shifted the balance. A window was opened briefly to show a future full of hope. Of peace between all. And that scared some. Life was a certain way and when those ways were challenged, well, it was upsetting.
Old wolves were more stubborn than anything. When they got their fur up in a ball over something, their minds and hearts were as hard as stone. What was was. There would be no questioning of the Old Law.
If Alexander Crowne had any heart left in him, he would have felt sympathy for the young werewolf and his human girlfriend.
The girl in question was currently silent, no doubt mulling over the tiny pieces he had offered. There was only so much he could share with her. It wasn't even his story to tell. He was a part of it (a rather large part but his ego didn't need to be petted here) but it wasn't for him to share. Graciously, she wasn't digging too deep into the story. Her question on Royce's validity over leaving was interesting.
And a little sweet.
"Would it change anything if I said that it wasn't the right thing for him to do?" Crowne asked, his eyes never leaving her tell-tale face. She was an open book and every line of thought going through her head was easy to read. Even if he did say that Royce had been wrong, she wouldn't have believed him. "I didn't think so. The truth then is that what Royce did was, above all, admirable beyond reproach." Granted, it wasn't the boy's original plan but it was the one he ended up going with. It wasn't even Royce who had thought of it. But the girl didn't need to know that. Letting her know that it was him who had pushed the two to leave would only make him out to be even more of a manipulator than she already assumed him to be. "Leaving was the only real choice for both of them. It rattled a few old cages," he added with a cat-like grin. "But yes, I believe it was the right thing. It couldn't have been easy but it was necessary. Rosemary would not have lived otherwise."