"Basically," Sam agreed with a shrug. He was more possessive of some - like Steve - than others, but fighting the others had still gone against his instincts. The little group they had left, though, that was definitely his pack.

Sam actually blushed at the second question; he knew what the moon did to his sex drive, and it was...awkward to think of Steve going through the same thing. "Yeah, like that. It's this kinda urge."

"I'm sorry," he apologized again. "I really didn't mean to - I've never been a danger to anyone before." But what was done was done, and he couldn't take it back now.