Nocturne Summit don't keep saying our hands are tied

His words soothed her worry some, but she wondered if it wasn't wishful thinking. Hydra had seemed pretty pissed that night in the clearing, and her warning had made it pretty clear that there would be no room for compromise. She wanted so badly to be reassured by his promise, and she had no doubt he would protect his own children, but what if that meant fending of his mate and daughter at every turn? Was it feasible to watch over her and their pups every moment of every day? These were the anxieties that pierced through any solace she may have found in his words. 

But shouldn't she have faith? Faith that he would do as he promised? And if she did agree that they would figure everything out, who would watch out for him? He might not be in the kind of danger that she and their possible children were in, but what kind of toll would this all take on him? Regardless of her reservations about his plan, she felt like she needed to be at his side to at least offer him somewhere free of judgement to turn to when this all inevitably went to shit; their predicament was her fault too, and she felt like she needed to weather this with him. She released a soft sigh and turned to nuzzle into him. Okay, she said, pulling away to look at him. Should we tell the truth right away, or wait to see if we even have to say anything? she asked. I'm not usually one to lie, but I could keep this a secret to protect you. It would kill her to keep something so big from everyone, but she would if that's what he wished her to do, at least until they were sure whether or not she was even pregnant.