"No. I don't think that would necessarily be a trigger. My tribe can do something similar with our pheromones." She has to think about it for a moment then her mouth makes a tiny little 'o'.

"I'm such an idiot. This is the first time I've felt as if my children have been in danger. Of course I'm angry." She had already had to put up with the heartache of their father turning out to be the kind of man she wanted nothing to do with. Now this.

Stabbing someone feels like a great option tonight.