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But she did not let him leave.

He was surprised by her sudden nearness, the feel of her pressed against him and the touch of her nose to his cheek. He expected she would need time, and perhaps would be irate with him for springing the topic on her such as he had, but neither was the case and he gazed upon her fondly as she spoke.

"It's okay," he said, reaching forward to kiss the top of her muzzle in reassurance and in appreciation that she would share in the blame for this blunder. "I will not have you looking after her pups, if any." In his mind, there was only one solution, possibly two, but either way, neither him nor his wolves would support the illegitimate offspring. He simply would not allow it.

He shifted forward, tucking his snout into the plush furs of her neck in a lingering nuzzle. "You will be mine, and when you are ready, we can have our own."