Silvertip Mountain Dark side of the moon

Oh. my. god. This wrote itself. That second-to-last paragraph... I just. FITZ WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

When? That was the only word he could manage as the deepest, darkest fears came to light. His ears searched her wounds, trying to ascertain exactly when they had occurred. They weren't freshly bleeding so it was unlikely to have happened during the night before Raissa had fled. The only logical time he could place was before Raissa had tried to commit suicide. Was that why she had been debating it?

His memory carefully went over every detail of Raissa when they had last met. She had looked fine, he hadn't been able to see a scratch on her. Bindi had promised to keep away from Raissa, obviously that hadn't worked but then he had never expected it to. Not in any literal sense. But for Raissa to attack Bindi so brutely and for there to be no sign of such an attack on Raissa... That in itself suggested that Bindi had just stood there and took it. Stood there and taken an attack from her mate's alpha, from a lower pack member.

If it had been anyone else, Raissa would be exiled right now for that attack, but his pups were too important to him and he hoped that Bindi knew that. He was thinking he would keep Raissa around until the pups were weaned and then send her on her merry way back to the Blackfeather Woods that she probably should be part of. Back to Bane.

He didn't want her in his pups life. They would do just fine with him and Bindi to care for them.