Inside him, Fenrir enthusiastically agreed.
“Yes. Mate stays safe. We fight.”
Talon mentally groaned.
“Fenrir, perhaps do not help.”
“We are correct.”
“That does not mean she will like hearing it.”
Diana’s eyes narrowed.
“Excuse me?”
Talon lifted both hands.
“My love—”
“I will not hide.”
“I did not say hide.”
“You absolutely meant hide.”
“I meant remain protected.”
“Behind everyone else while they fight?”
“Yes.”
“No.”
Talon’s jaw tightened.
“Diana.”
“No, Talon.”
She stood. He immediately stood with her. Diana pointed toward the window.
“I am the Luna Queen of Black Howler.”
“I know.”
“I lead these wolves.”
“I know.”
“I fight beside them.”
“I know.”
“I do not hide from danger while my pack bleeds.”
“This is different.”
“Why?”
“You are carrying two pups!”
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