"You won't have to worry about it. If things seem to take a turn for the worse during my stay, I'll be leaving. I don't want anyone else to involved with my affairs." Theon simply nodded to that, but perhaps in the long run it would save him some complication if she removed herself from the pack should issues arise. How much trouble was Jezebel expecting to follow her from her former pack then? Theo had to consider this as well. If his own wolves were being placed in harms way by protecting her stay here, then Theon wouldn't allow her to stay long. After last year, the last thing his pack needed right now was more tragedy. And considering the last, close, person Theo had to defend was Erix... he wouldn't risk placing his beta in risky situations.

In Theon's pack, there were always things to be done. Warriors has their patrol schedules, as well as training. Omegas weren't treated poorly in Theon's pack, but rather they were the backbone to most of the pack's functions. There's always the nursery a short distance from the pack house, which is basically a daycare for the younger wolves while their parents are elsewhere. While for the most part Theon's pack is self-sufficient, of course there are times they require entering the neutral zone of the human towns south of his territory. But for the most part, Theo and his wolves reside comfortably in the safety of their northern home.

Theon's gaze refused to travel the room, so his eye contact with Jezebel was a bit more intense then he meant for it to be, but he didn't really want to get comfortable in this room or with an outsider either. "Yes, that would all be wonderful. I really cannot thank you enough." Theo relented in his intense gaze for only a moment as he responded. "Very well. You can thank me by answering the questions I'll present you with tomorrow, but I will not berate you on a personal level. I only need to know the things that pertain to preserving the wellness of myself and my pack." Theo responded. Though he really only needed to know why this pack was so hell bent in chasing her down, and whether or not she believed the Claxton pack would retaliate against his own pack for taking her in. Best be prepared, after all.

Excusing himself from the room, Theon traveled across the hall to his own room to grab the things he knew he already possessed that would aid her. Rustling in the medical kit he kept for himself, Theon decided on just giving the entire kit to her. From there, the male moved to his closet where he kept spare bed sets. After acquiring a set of sheets, a heavy quilt, and two pillows, Theo set it all on his bed before he moved to a secondary closet in his bathroom. There he had a few of Verena's old night wear, usually baggier T-shirts and leggings. It would probably fit Jezebel since Verena was on the shorter side as well. Finally, the alpha acquired two towels before walking back to the heap of things sitting on his bed. After placing it all in a way he could easily pick it up, Theon had to get creative with opening and closing doors behind him as he traveled back to Jezebel's room.

Entering the room, not as gracefully as he would have preferred, the male walked the multitude of items to the bed before setting it all down with a light huff. Pushing his hair back as he faced the she-wolf, he side stepped from the bed so she could gauge the items on the bed for herself. "Medical kit, bed set, clothes, towels," Theo named off to her, "if you're hungry though, that might take me a little longer to acquire for you." Theon answered, already knowing he would need to actually make something. Wolves have a habit of devouring meals, and really leaving no leftovers behind, but Theon didn't mind walking down to the kitchen to prepare something for the she-wolf of she desired a warm meal.

Theon could respect a wolf on guard, it's only when a wolf takes on a stance of challenge that Theo responds accordingly. So Jezebel's posture under his gaze wasn't something that put him off. "I... Yes, I can provide you the answers that you need." Good, that's all Theo wanted to hear. Cooperation would suit any wolf in her position well. The alpha was also a firm believer in 'treat people the way you want to be treated', and so far Jezebel was keeping respectful, and so Theon would reward her with his own kindnesses.

Theon observed the she-wolf after his response. "Lovely.. thank you." A subtle nod in her direction was his way of communicating a silent 'you're welcome' to Jezebel. "That sounds amazing, but are you sure? I really can't ask you to do this much for me then more." Giving a light shake of his head, Theo shifted his weight onto one leg to reflect a more relaxed stance as to not frighten the she-wolf with how rigid his body language had been prior to. "You're not asking for anything more then refuge, everything else I'm offering." Theo corrected. "Acceptance is polite as a guest in my pack as well." Theo said, in a manner as if to make her feel better about receiving what he was providing. "I'll be back with a meal shortly." The alpha spoke before moving his gaze towards the door as he began to walk towards it. Theon was rather brisk in his exit, but he knew it would roughly take 45 minutes to an hour to make something worth eating. Of course, if he really didn't like a wolf he was helping, then he'd merely throw jerky on the brink of expiration at them and call it a meal. But that wasn't necessary with Jezebel.

In the kitchen, Theo began to quietly get out the things he needed to be able to make simple chicken tacos. Theo personally didn't eat them, but it was always Verena's favorite, and it was the meal he had become used to making for his mate to surprise her. Entering that room again allowed a suppressed grief to trickle back into the alpha's mindset, so for himself he was sticking with things that brought him comfort. Making Verena's favorite meal was something he had once enjoyed doing, so now he made it because it was what had once made someone happy. While Theo wasn't exactly trying to bring any joy to Jezebel's life, the reaction she had when he mentioned a warm meal subconsciously reminded him of Verena's reactions to knowing Theo would cook for her.

As Theon casually cooked, the werewolf was mentally caught between memories of his mate, and thoughts of the present. If Verena were here now, what would she say about Jezebel showing up the way she did on his territory? "Theo Blaire, don't be such a sour puss of a wolf! Don't scare the poor she-wolf with your icy lectures either, be nice." She would chide, reprimanding him for being cold with Jezebel. Theo could practically hear Verena's voice beside him speaking such things to him, and if he imagined this meal was to be shared between him and Verena, then life would almost be normal.

But as the sound of sizzling roared, it ripped Theon from his almost happy trance as he scrambled to turn the stove off. Sighing, Theo lowered his head for a moment before drawing in a breath of focus to complete his task. Making this meal was hi scurrent duty. And duty is the only thing that saved Theon a year ago. If it weren't for the weight of leading a pack, Theo would have never left Verena's deceased side, and he would have laid down beside her forever. Growing up without a mother meant his father was his closest friend for most of his life, and to lose him cut Theo down to his knees. But Verena was Theon's best friend for years when he moved to the states, and then she became the love of his life, and to lose her... it killed a part of Theo. So his pack means the world to him, because it's last thing he has to lose. And he will not lose it.

Taking his time with making two smaller tacos; the chicken shredded and seasoned, and brown rice done and fluffy, Theo delicately wrapped the food into their own flour tortillas. Placing that plate on a small tray, setting out a few additives for the meal on the tray beside it, Theo began his walk back upstairs. It took a little less than an hour, but quality over quantity, right?

Balancing the tray in one hand, Theo gave a single knock to warn Jezebel of his presence before he entered. Briefly glancing in her direction after he set the tray down on the nightstand beside the bed, Theo momentarily froze as he observed Jezebel. The clothes, the scent, the food... this isn't Verena. His thoughts had to keep him in perspective, and Theo cleared his throat to speak as he moved a step back. "It's not a gourmet buffet, but it'll do for the night." Theo spoke, gesturing to the tray of food. "Are you situated for the night then, Jezebel?" Theon asked, his eyes moving to the made bed before back to the she-wolf.

Theon was not able to return the smile, even if the male had wanted to, he just couldn't. Quite honestly he couldn't even remember the last time he's given a genuine smile, though if he had to guess, it's been roughly a year. "Well, it smells absolutely wonderful." Theo allowed a hand to slip into one of his jean pockets as he returned a simple reply. "Thank you." He spoke in a slightly softer manner, which he didn't always like doing because of how heavy his accent layers when he talks softly.

However, the rumble of her stomach probably very much overshadowed the response he had given her. While Theo wouldn't ask how long it's been since she's eaten a proper, decent meal... from the looks and sound of it, it's been some time. "Yes, I am. Again, I really can't thank you enough right now." Theon gave an expression of near dismissal. "I'm greatly aware of your gratitude," the alpha replied in what could have easily been taken as subtle annoyance, but a small voice in the back of his head told him that kind of tone was unnecessary. "What I mean to say is you're welcome. And your thanks are appreciated." Theo recovered in a mellower manner.

As the she-wolf seemed evidently tired, Theon was ready to take a few more steps back towards the door to allow her rest after her answer. "Is there anything more you need from me tonight? However, he wasn't expecting to be answered with a question. That was evident enough judging from the quick show of his brows knitting together. Theon didn't need anything from Jezebel, so it was almost humorous she asked such a question to the person she seemingly needed. It was almost enough enough to draw a faint upturn of his lips, but it fell short. "No, you're free to settle in for the night." He spoke, though refraining from any authority in his tone so it didn't sound like she needed his permission to be comfortable. "My room is directly across the hall from yours, so should you need anything you know where to find me. The beta, Erix, his room is further down the hall. So if you hear a lot of activity, that would just be him." Theon said, more so the sound of talking and a door being opened and closed throughout the night wouldn't alarm her.

Erix isn't necessarily loud, but he is a very active creature at all hours of the day, and night. Theon is used to the noise, and welcomes it to distract him from the silence he's grown accustomed to, but he warned Jezebel just in case she didn't take well to it. "Goodnight Jezebel." Theon spoke as a farewell, turning to walk back towards the door. As the wolf reached it though, he paused as if contemplating whether he had something else to say, but ultimately Theon exited the room quietly before closing the door behind him.