Swiftcurrent Creek the price of your greed

Her first words made him clench his jaw. His heart rate quickened as she spoke his fear like she had read his mind. Of course he already knew all of what she had said, he knew this all only happened because Alessia was a part of his pack in the first place and was with him when she went into heat. But now--now he cared for her more than just as the mother of his children, and he couldn't help the twinge of jealousy that burned in his chest. It wasn't even that he minded sharing her if that was what she wanted, it was more that he didn't want to share her with Rosalie, not when she looked at him like that, like he had no place here. He had no response that would help the situation, so he said nothing, turning away from her as she began to speak again. Her next words stoked his anger once more, though. He could feel his heart picking up speed. Did she not think he cared only for what was best for them as well? He was trying to be patient with her, but he couldn't help the malignant thought that flashed through his mind then simply out of hurt and anger, the thought that the children were more his than hers. 

His head whipped to her with her last statement as the last of his patience crumbled away out of reach. You don't think this is all just as painful for me? he asked, his words harsh and indignant. Those children are half of me, he added. Don't you forget that. The words were out before he could stop them, the weight of everything he had been carrying all this time finally breaking his stoic outer shell. Had he been thinking more rationally, he would have kept the venomous statement to himself. Later, he knew he would feel bad for saying it but now, anger clouded his judgement. He wasn't used to being so angry that he threw all empathy out and said whatever he wanted, but jealousy and the fear of losing his children made him act without thinking.