She shook her head at him when he started talking about taking her with him. She couldn't leave. She knew that now. She knew that she couldn't step too far out of line, or Fenrir would stop keeping the other packmates from her. She knew from the looks she got when they saw her that they would be doing something much more unsavory to her if they could get their hands on her.
"No. You need to go. I can't leave. I've heard what he's doing to Lavender. All he did was scratch her. What is he going to do to me if I get away from him now. He's told me that he's going to turn me." Tears appeared in her eyes at that, and she'd turned more toward Michael to tell him what she needed to, putting that purple bruise right in the path of that firelight. "You need to go before he gets back. Change, and just run."