Sleepy Fox Hollow [m] nomajoka

"what do you want, anselm!" she cried, rounding on him. "do you want etienne to find out? if you found me, then he knows too!" her sides were heaving; he ran the gamut of emotional expression and exhausted heda with how from moment to moment he seemed to shift. how he tried to use god, but he had no idea how god had destroyed heda.
she refused to follow the flick of his eyes toward her flanks, until something else filled her with ice. with cruelty. "we were fine before you. i can take care of them."
her eyes were golden voids smeared in silvershadow as she leant closer and closer to anselm in some toxic parody of a kiss; " are you going to share me with him, anselm? you don't want me touching him but look at you. maybe he would feel the same." 
she wanted anger, wanted a reaction; wanted to say that she'd dump the pups to come on his doorstep so he could raise them with etienne for all she cared, while deeply she did. "besides. we've imposed on you enough, don't you think? you can't wait for us to be gone. don't play like it's not true."