Firestone Hot Springs even when he ate her tongue

Hawkeye looked away with Lecter's first words. He always seemed to know what was going on, even if Hawkeye his things from him. In this instance, it was easy to predict what he had said with her current disposition, but it still held a heavy impact on her. Her dark chest became heavy with almost a panicky sensation, but she held it in.

A moment later, she was watching Lecter, but his movements seemed off. Her sharp eyes watched him mix the waters, but realized that maybe she was looking too much into things when he tossed the stick aside, showing no discomfort. Hawkeye was curious when he scooped some of the liquid into the tortoise shell, but shifted her eyes to the white(ish) wolf when he spoke.

The ache in her chest tightened, squeezing her heart and she let out a shaky breath, mostly in an attempt to pull back the tears that started to fill her light key-lime eyes. "It fled when my mate decided that I was no longer worthy of his affections because I was so focused on the pups. I was not Alpha any longer, so now he rules my pack. I want to leave, but my girls are there." Hawkeye hoped that somehow Lecter would magically fix things, but knew that these were foolish thoughts.