Swiftcurrent Creek stay with me, my blood, you don't need to run

She's in no state for rational thought, and her mate's words only incense her further. His concern feels like an insult, a mockery, and she can't find the strength to control her emotions — so of course, they come pouring out. Stop — just stop, The words slip from her unbidden, full of fire and venom. When she speaks again, her voice is thick with the threat of tears, but her tone is no less biting. Stop pretending that you care about me — it's the pups you care about. Her voice breaks on the last word, ending in a halting sob as she tries to fight her tears. She's reminded of her own guilt and fear regarding their children, and for a half-beat she's tempted to accept his help — but she still can't seem to stop herself. It just hurts too much. I'm nothing but a vessel for your children — and before that, I was nothing but a warm body. So don't — don't act like you care. Just leave me alone.