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The moment she relented, Raleska’s future was spelled out for her. She could turn now while he was relaxed, and rip his throat — but what end would it serve? She wasn’t her mother. 

No, she would accept this loss — and redirect her burgeoning anger and grief elsewhere. He was just abiding by the laws of their pack, and of nature — who was Raleska to take it so personally?

She rose quickly, shaking out her ruff roughly. For a moment she met Rosencrantz’ gaze as if she were to say something noble - congratulations, perhaps - yet the words died on her tongue and with a shake of her head she turned swiftly, and skulked off.