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She laughed, a brittle, bitter laugh. "So I'm a whore now? Because I slept with someone who actually cared about me and wanted to be around me?" This was not how she'd wanted this to go, not at all. Her voice hardened. "At least I didn't feel the need to fuck my leader's mate. I didn't need to sleep with someone while my mate was unable to perform. If I wanted to sleep around, I would. I'm not some cheap whore, willing to give it away no matter who it is there with me. You have no right to condemn me, whether I am pregnant or not."
Her hand rested protectively over her belly, silently reassuring the pups that she loved them no matter what was happening in her life. "If you wanted to make a life with me, you would stop condemning me for what I did while you were gone."
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