Falls of the Hinterlands Do you doubt it's yours?

There he was, blabbing on like he liked to do, as if she hadn't just exposed his darkest mistake to his packmate like it was a report on the weather. She was surprised at first, her eyes rolling as he unnecessarily explained why he wanted to know what they were doing out here. 

She was about to offer some more unkind words, but then he circled back to her accusation, and she watched him with wary anger as he took a step forward. Her eyes narrowed as he continued, acting as though he didn't care that she had brought it up, even though she knew that was probably a lie. She didn't care, though, and she didn't miss the flicker of hurt in his gaze before he covered it up with something cold and insidious. 

And then he started to offer details of his crime, and Simmik's stomach churned. She swallowed against the bile in her throat as she winced and looked away from him. Flashes of memory assaulted her mind as he continued, and she couldn't bear it. She closed her eyes tighter and tried to ignore him, but the damage was done. His words had brought forth the darkness of her trauma into the light where she couldn't ignore it. In that moment, she hated him him just as much as her own monster; they were the same as far as she was concerned. 

Finally her eyes opened, and she slowly turned to look at him, disgust in her expression and her gaze murderous. She wanted to kill him for what he had just done to her, and she might have tried had it just been him and her. But his packmate was at his side then, clearly not caring that her leader was a piece of shit, which didn't surprise her at all. She knew Vallkyrie would want them to just take the chance and leave, and honestly, she would be dumb to start something here. She was too shaken by his recounting of what he had done to really focus anyway. If you do, it will be the last thing you ever see, she promised quietly, and then she backed up, turning only when her packmate was with her and there was enough space between them and danger to sprint away.