Redhawk Caldera [m] Kamikaze

She knew a split second of satisfaction as her teeth dug into the child's throat, puncturing the flesh and partially crushing her airway. But her triumph was incredibly short-lived. Wolves appeared out of the woodwork and Junior felt herself being assaulted from all sides. She had no choice but to drop the child; she needed her teeth to defend herself, though it was obvious to everyone—most of all Junior herself—that she would not get out of this alive. It truly had been a kamikaze mission.

In less than ten seconds flat, Finley and Fox were on either side of her throat, tearing it wide open. Simultaneously, she felt a great weight on her back. Junior flicked her head sideways to watch as her father crushed her to the ground and aimed to hit the back of her neck. Her two-toned eyes were filled with absolute hatred as she fell prey to Peregrine and his wolves. She somehow managed to twist her mutilated neck to snap at him, momentarily thwarting his momentum as she landed a deep bite to the curve beneath his throat. It was the last thing she ever did.

She was losing blood fast and the she-wolves were tearing her to pieces. Junior felt a flash of searing pain wrack her entire body, then numbness as shock took over. Her eyes began to glaze and her head dropped away from Peregrine's neck, releasing it, and bobbed limply toward her black chest. Her ruined throat was dripping copious amounts of blood and gore on her marred forelegs. Just before Junior collapsed completely, she felt pressure on the back of her neck again. Then everything went black as her father tore it free from her body, which slumped, defeated, at the caldera wolves' feet.