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She opened her mouth to launch another hateful spew of words, provoked by the coldness in his voice, but clamped it shut as soon as he started talking again, explaining his decision. The more he spoke, the more she deflated, coming to her senses, realizing that it was indeed the right decision no matter how much she hated the idea of Bindi being in charge. There was no way Fitz should have to do everything on his own, and it would be unfair to the pack to have a leader that was close to having pups and not entirely focused on the well being of the pack as a whole. Bindi was the only one who qualified for the job, but Raissa still didn't like it. The hate drained from her eyes, leaving them weary and rather sad looking.

"I know what you're doing is right, but it still makes me feel uncomfortable." She replied, her voice nearly emotionless, the only hint of feeling was the raw honesty that filled her words. She met her mates eyes with a look that gave away how scared she actually was.

Was she really ready for this? They had just started a new pack and now she was pregnant. How did she know if she could handle that much? She already felt like she was failing not only Fitz as a mate, but the pack as a founding member. She felt like she was the weak link, ready to snap at any moment.

She felt pathetic, so small and defeated that she had actually let Bindi's words get to her. It wasn't like her to show her true feelings, but Fitz's cold voice had torn down her walls completely, leaving her defenseless and vulnerable. Not wanting him to see through her, she averted her gaze, instead looking at the frosty ground below her paws.