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When Rob essentially told him to chill, Peregrine bared his teeth resentfully. "Territorial happens to be my middle name," he retorted, albeit without any real malice. Whether it was the other male's laughter or his easygoing reaction to Peregrine's possessiveness, the Gamma sensed that Rob really wasn't a threat.

Peregrine grunted at Rob's joke. "Sounds like a plan," he said brusquely, then suddenly broke into a gallop again. Part of him wanted to dash off into the woods, leaving Rob behind, yet he slowed slightly to allow the other male to catch up and run alongside him again.

"If you have any ideas on how else to woo a lady, let me know. You strike me as a jokey guy," Peregrine observed wryly. "Got any good ones to tickle her funny bone?"