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Her words angered him further, and no doubt she could feel the quiver of his muscles as he restrained himself, perhaps hear how his teeth pressed and ground against each other. The barest of growls started to sound deep within his chest, as if it was his hurting heart itself groaning in pain.

"How can you say that?" He snapped, yanking his head back. His voice was low, restrained as he fought against the building of rage. "You pushed me away. You were looking for reasons to not be with me." She had tried to make it sound like they were his reasons - that he did not want to bear her children, or challenge Mordecai, or be hers and hers alone. But no, she had rejected him, and now, to his infuriation, tried to say it was him who did not want her.

He shook visibly as his burning eyes held her gaze, as he stood so precariously on an edge.