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Raissa's eyes widened in horror and shock at the mention of Bindi's name. How could he really consider making her the beta when she had emotionally damaged one of their pack mates and left Raissa to pick of the pieces. She instantly recoiled from Fitz, hurt flickering on her face as well. All that had been going well had sputtered and burned out, leaving Raissa with a dead, empty feeling she couldn't describe. And the thought of the dark wolfess being around her pups made Raissa's blood boil and her eyes narrow dangerously. She didn't want them anywhere near her babies. And if that meant leaving the pack, she couldn't help but think she would do that.

The motherly instincts were already kicking in and they over powered everything else, including the good of the pack.

"What?" she hissed slowly, her eyes darkening so they represented more of a scarlet color. "You do know that she only cares about herself, right?" she sneered, her face full of hatred. This was probably the first look Fitz had at his mate's dark side, and it was not going to be pretty.