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What mother doesn't worry?
Dreyma's smile was tight. She supposed that she worried now – about what this would mean for her, for Skoll, for these more-than-hypothetical pups. Never had she imagined herself carrying and nursing children. She wouldn't want to raise them outside a family unit like the Stormbringers provided for her when she had nobody.
And yet here she was.
Abigail's sea-green eyes darted to her, and her voice quaked as she brought it under control. She padded over and settled beside her, and Dreyma exhaled slowly, leaning briefly into her sister's shoulder before she shook her head at the question.
No, of course not. We weren't meant to be anything in the first place. She had spoken little about her relationship with the golden Haskel to anyone – hadn't even dwelled on it herself. After Mama, I needed someone. We were friends and he was there. I didn't want to replace Aurelya or upset poor Lee. I didn't want anything. Her words were spilling out faster and faster, and her emotions (anguish, regret, wistfulness) played openly across her face.
Skoll said... he would take care of them, if I decided to have them. He would be their father and cherish them, I know. But I... I can't be a mother to them. I can't bring them into this world just to abandon them.
An old hurt flickered in her eyes.
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