Patrick watched Micah and Jack talk back and forth and after a while of that plus everyone else's comments, he couldn't take it. "You're both out of your damn minds if you think either of you are leading me anywhere. You're too passive," He said, looking back at Micah, because that's what doctors were. Passive. They saved, they healed, they made tough choices but they didn't lead.
"And you're too aggressive." Yeah, sure, violence was sounding a lot better to Patrick as of late than it ever had, but did he want to be led by these too goofballs? Absolutely not. And was he going to let his family get led by them either? No way in hell. The only logical thing for Patrick was to split from this, to separate himself from the fucking madness that was going on in this chapel and just try to find a way for his family to band together. Because he already had a pack and while not all of the were wolves, at least one more was.
"If there's a pack and the choice for 'alpha' is between you two? I'm out. I'm staring my own 'pack' and anyone who doesn't want to deal with these two idiots can come with me," He said, looking pointedly over at Lochlan. If he got out of here with just him and Lochlan, that'd be fine, but making sure his family came with him was exceedingly important to Patrick.