Firefly Glen till we see the light

She suddenly felt sick. The longer the sea wolf continued to speak, the more her stomach turned. She named Donovan plainly; there was no denying who she was referring to now. All these things he had done—that seemed like a different man than the one she knew, the one she had—bile rose in her throat. She swallowed it and looked away for a minute to compose herself. 

The woman, she didn't know. She had never met anyone else in Donovan's pack, just him. Had that been on purpose? Was he playing some kind of game with her? And Aiolos? Aiolos? she finally said. Is—is he okay?

She shook her head, her thoughts all over the place. No, no—Donovan is my friend, we— bile rose in her throat again. The way she explained his smiling almost made the vomit finally come up, but she managed to keep it down for now. How could she have been so easily tricked? 

Her expression turned pained and confused. Anger and betrayal bubbled in her chest. She wanted to march to that damn forest right then and tear a chunk out of his stupid face. I can't believe he fooled me so easily. And what he had done to that girl? It was all too much.