Ravensblood Forest If I start to die can you save me?

Last post for me. :-)

“I didn't know there was anything wrong with you,” He growled lowly at Thistle, feeling that he had to jump on the defensive, chest rising with offense at her assumption that he didn't care whether she lived or died. She obviously hadn't listened to a word he had ever said about loving her, in that case. It wasn't as if he ran around throwing the love word out to every wolf he set his eyes on. Hell, he hadn't even told his children he loved them. It was implied in his actions, though, so Ragnar automatically assumed that the children knew that. “Whatever Thistle. Lay down,” He spoke with a slight lift of his lip — his wolfish way of rolling his eyes — not wanting to have this argument with her right at this moment. It seemed like all they did was fight and now she wanted to start a fight when she was potentially on her death bed? Ragnar understood in that moment that he would never understand a woman's mind.

“I will bring the children to you tomorrow. You need rest, not to fuss over them and not to have them being boisterous.” Ragnar wasn't budging on that no matter which wife pleaded with him. Thistle would rest tonight without the children annoying her and possibly ruining her time to heal (besides likely they would give her a headache which Tokio feels would make everything ten times worse). Nerian insisted on letting Thistle go home and he stared at his Priestess Wife with heavy defiance. “And what am I supposed to do if she passes out from walking? She just said her head hurts her.” No one was listening to him, of course, Nerian disappeared and Thistle began murmuring nonsense and he was left with the distinct feeling of wanting to rip his own face off in frustration.

Their trip back was slow and when they reached Nerian Ragnar was frustrated and irritated and ready to tear someone apart. “Next time either of you disobey me like that again there will be consequences. It doesn't matter that you are my wives, do you understand?” He growled lowly at them. After he received his answer he stormed away without so much as a word to them.