Mischa laughed and walked down the stairs, got to the landing below, but then stopped and turned to look up at a still annoyed looking Christy, “What will you do if I am pregnant with the pack’s heir? You know how that will affect Anthony. The scent I’ll put off will draw him to me, and his instincts to protect me will kick in real hard.
“I wonder Christy what that will do to your fragile bond that’s only put back together because of the heat you just had. Will anything I see or mention in passing that I feel could be a threat come into play?” She smiled at that she-wolf. “How will you handle that if he suddenly turns on you, wants to have the truth ordered from you yet again… Will you survive that, I wonder?
“Are you already trying to get rid of it, of me perhaps? Is that what this her
