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The words she muttered and whispered into his fur as she weeped her heart out for the second time in mere moons. Once to a man she never realized she loved so much and now to the one heart she'd stolen so long ago. She beat her hands weakly against his chest as the worst of her fit had begun to die down, the passion of her fears and hatred for the male who'd taken her without a thought. More than that, the fury at the truth that had blossomed in her womb, the seed he'd planted that had begun to grow and flurish with no care to what she thought of the life she was being forced to carry.

The thought of the truth as it bit at her mind and taunted her, flaring the pain and anger again as she whispered, "I don't want them.." the moan in her voice whining over and over again with the choking sobs as she whispered over and over again like a broken record. "don't want them.. can't want them.." her voice weakening with every run over and over again until they died away.. the exhaust from her outbreak taking hold as she crashed, her slight weight curled around the form of her brother as sleep, long since avoided finally stole the babe away to dreamless slumber.


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