Sun Mote Copse A runaway once more

She wanted to curl up into a ball - far away from him. Every one of his words felt like a slap, stinging her as he went. It was as if he expected her to just know. To know how she felt right then and there, and then declare it to the world. According to him, love was having no doubt. Love was not wanting to leave her.

His words confused her. She did not wish to leave him. She paused. The emotions that she could not explain to him earlier clearly had not left their mark. A bubble of anger burst within her. How dare he accuse her of such things. Putting words into her mouth.

She spoke quietly, barely masking her anger and confusion. "I don't want to leave you Embry. If anything it's the exact opposite, but how do you know what love is? I assume nobody knows exactly, but you must've been told by your family? At my home, we never spoke of 'love'. My parents came together because they were mutually dominant - therefore a leading Alpha pair." 

Her expression was laced with barely concealed anger. He had brushed aside her attempts at explaining how she felt for him. "Is this clear enough for you? I want you. I'm not doubting that." Why did he not understand? She tore her gaze from him, attempting to hide the sadness in her amber eyes.