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She expected some kind of outburst, some solid proof that his relationship with Nyx meant more to him than she did, but instead he thought to command her. By the time Mahler finished speaking, Wylla's eye had grown cold and she had drawn herself to her full diminutive height. She'd put up with a lot of his shit as his co-leader, comforted their daughter when she felt abandoned, searched for their son when he went missing, tolerated the presence of Mahler's paramour and bastards in her home despite the inherent challenge it presented to her, guarded and fed him when he was injured.

But this was a step too far.

I will do whatsoever I please, she retorted in a voice comprised of chipped ice. You will not presume to command me. Not anymore. I held my tongue except when it came to your treatment of Phaedra and myself, but you will not silence me in favour of those who abandon this pack. And if you don't like that, then go to Moonspear and stay there. Clearly that was what he wanted, for even now he would prioritize his contract over his pack, and she was disgusted by it. Disgusted by him.

Most of all, disgusted that he still accepted no fault in any of this, for if not for his actions and his inability to move past his pride and his oath, she might not have had reason to despise Nyx or dismiss her offspring at all.