"I may love you but I'd subject you to Stiles' movies. Because he'd subject me to them," he states, keeping Isaac close to him. Though the moment that voice interrupts them, a low and dangerous growl erupts from the alpha. If it weren't for the fact that he buries his face in his beta's neck, the other would see. "We don't need a third for anything." Because if anyone touched his beta, he'd rip their damn throat out.