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Tatum didn't even know what she was doing outside, with no joint and no company, it was fixing to be a boring night alone. But anything was better than her room and that fresh air was doing her good, it was helping her to clear her head, until a familiar but unpleasant smell assaulted her nose. Just as the knowledge of the baby had woken up some maternal part of the wolf inside her, this smell woke the same part of her, stirring the wolf, and the redhead was already growling lowly in her throat as Mack circled her from in the trees. She couldn't see her yet, but she knew she was there, just the same as Mack had sniffed her out. She was still upset, but now she was also on guard. She was unsurprised when the tall blonde came finally skulking out of the shadows, just like she always did when Tatum wanted to see her the very least.

It felt like every hair was standing up on her head, and she was sure that she looked bristled even without being transformed. The full moon had been a week ago, and the wolf hadn't bothered her since, but Mack's presence was egging her on. "Don't tell me where I can and can't go.. maybe you should be worried about who was out here first, leech. I can take care of myself.. and you, if you wanna throw down or something," she shot back, sneering.

They had been friends once, the very best, but that was too long ago to get weepy over now. They were different people, different creatures, all together. Her interaction with Mack had been nothing but aggressive and bitter in the last few years. Neither of them had spoken a civil word to each other since before Kia's funeral. That had been the last time they had seen each other that hadn't ended in a fight. She didn't want to fight tonight, but she would if she had to. She knew, at least, that Mack wouldn't feed from her. Wolf blood was disgusting to them, as far as Tatum knew. She eyed some of the blood already drying on Mack's chin and rolled her eyes.

"I don't smell like anything," Tatum insisted haughtily, pouting at the blonde. It was a struggle not to fold one arm protectively around her stomach. She had always been so little, even as a wolf, it was hard to imagine anything surviving inside of her, but it was happening. Mack wouldn't know what pain was until she tried to get between Tatum and get baby. "Get the fuck away from me, how does that sound? Don't to have someone else to be terrorizing?"