Where is My Mind

His eyes widened as she confirmed what was both dreaded news and his wildest dreams. He was going to be  father…If she stayed in Crew that is. He didn’t give a damn if she stayed or not after the pups were born, but if she refused he would have to cut all ties to them, and that simply wasn’t going to happen.
"Who says I want to be treated like some invalid? Taken care of..." and she cursed. He felt his patience wearing thin. “I don gev a damn eff yer pampered o’ a slave, yer coomin’ wit mae.” He snapped, his hackles raising. Her stance faltered and a more basic part of his mind screamed that it was the perfect opportunity to lunge for her, but he knew that no matter what happened he wouldn’t do anything to risk giving her a miscarriage.
"I don't know or like you, the fuck kind of reason do I have to take me and my young anywhere with you,"
His jaws parted in a fierce snarl, his ears pinned back and his head raised with the intent of charging forward.“Becooz thar mah cubs tae!” He snapped, his tail raising. The pond might slow him down if the ice on its surface proved to be too thin and he fell through, but if she did escape he would return to The Maw and get Chaos to help him drag her back. “Ye hev two choices lass…” He said, his lip still raised. “Com with mae ‘till the pups ‘re barn o’ run ‘n All bring the fires o’ hell doon on ye. Wat ye dae aftar th’ pups are weaned’s up tae ye.” He said, his eyes staring her downblazingbefore, he wouldn’t let it happen again.

This is him talking This is him thinking This is you