"Fine, Raven, sell yourself to the highest bidder like some whore. Try to find yourself a rich husband. He'll use you and dump you, that's what men like Dubrinsky do! The two of you deserve one another. And don't come crying to me when he leaves you pregnant and alone." Jacob shouted. He spat out a few additional ugly words and stomped away. Raven let out her breath slowly, thankfully. --she forced laughter into her thoughts-- From the other side of a grove of trees, out of her sight, Jacob suddenly screamed in terror, the sound fading to a thin wail. The roar of an enraged bear mingled with Jacob's second scream. Something heavy crashed through the underbrush in the opposite direction of Raven. She felt Mikhail's laughter, low, amused, very male. Jacob was broadcasting fear, but not pain. "