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“I’m fully capable of controlling myself, Maddie,” Buck says, “your lack of faith is astounding.”
“Listen, any other time, you would have my complete faith,” she tells him seriously, “but this thing with Eddie is different, you’ve never had someone like that around during your ruts before.”
Buck gives her a flat look. “He won’t be there for my rut.”
She rolls her eyes. “You know what I mean. Your instincts are all crazy right now and your control is tenuous at best so just...”
“Just what, Maddie?” Buck passes a tired hand over his face again.
“Just be careful, that’s all I’m saying,” she sighs.