These past several days had been hard, not only for the coven but for the leader more specifically. Riley had been crushed to see her friend dead and Nathan didn't know what to do. He had offered to look for the murderer but she had declined. That night Nathan got very, very drunk. Since then Nathan has tried his hardest to comfort Riley, without much success. If she needed something fetched or someone dead he could do that, but matters of the heart he had little experience with. There hadn't been a need for it until now and Nathan was becoming frustrated with his inability. He almost lost it when the pack leader of the beasts threatened her. He was just waiting for the signal to jump at this dog before Riley called him off.

That was awhile ago, now he was waiting for anything. He knew she could sense him but anybody else wouldn't. When the Alpha came in again Nathan was ready to pounce, all he needed was half a reason to attack and he would. The two greeted civilly if not harshly and Riley called Nathan out, telling him he needed to go. Not one to disobey, Nathan left taking his place in front of the entrance, with a pack just a couple yards ahead of him. 

Nathan kept stoic, a brief flashback of his first coven clawed to the forefront before being beat down. They, along with us, were here for a higher purpose. So Nathan stood still and endured their stink until Riley came out and gave her little speech. When that was over Nathan entered the room after she did, he had some words to say to her. 

Gaining his courage, Nathan was about to do something he had never done before. Give his own orders to his leader. With a difficulty Nathan said "I cannot allow you to go alone, its do dangerous. If anything were to happen to you the coven would be lost...I don't have the strength to see another fall because I wasn't there!" Nathan was loosing his composer and he felt embarrassment flood through him. This isn't like him at all. After his little outburst, Nathan fell into one of the chairs in the room and let his head fall into his hands. Trying desperately to regain some form of dignity.