The Sunspire And the gigolos run like spiders when he comes

Mato. Boom. Her ex. Boom. His pack is next door. Boom. Was it getting hotter or was it just Goldy being so incredibly handsome? He wanted to ram himself into a tree, find some way to make himself pass out without hurting himself too much. What the hell was he supposed to do with that information?! A brave man like his father would have marched up to that other pack, grab the culprits by their scruff and throw them off the bloody mountain! But he was secretly a coward, and doing physical harm was one of his least favorite things to do. He really wasn't a good blend of his parents. I'll go with you if you want - for protection. Who knows what they'll do to you if they can do that. He offered with an apologetic point to her wound.

And as if things couldn't get worse... Goldy was ready. God, throw him off the mountain right now. Let his suffering be no more because oh this bloody girl was stomping on his heart like Grognak the destroyer stomped cities to the ground. She was preggos. She was preggante. SHE WAS BLOODY PREGANANANT.

Eheh... Ehehehehe. EHEH. He was choking. He was actively choking, having swallowed hi spit into the wrong tube. Goodbye cruel world - he thought, as any sane teen would with hormones and a first crush.