Redhawk Caldera [m] Kamikaze

Peregrine barely felt Junior's teeth sink into the base of his throat. He only noticed when it thwarted him from dealing his own blow. With a savage snarl, he yanked free even as his daughter's jaws relaxed. He then struck like a snake, this time burying his fangs so deeply into the back of Junior's neck that he severed it from her spinal column. Because Fox and Finley had already shredded her flesh, her head tore loose and it was suddenly swinging from his powerful jaws.

Quickly, Peregrine spat out his macabre cargo. He glanced down at the beheaded body, feeling nothing. He flinched slightly when Fox continued to attack it, though not because he minded it or blamed her. On strangely shaky legs, he moved to her side and tried to coax her away from the corpse. When she didn't respond to his nudge, he gently tugged on her ruff with his teeth. She turned and snapped at him, tearing open his lip. The Alpha male flinched again, though he didn't back away.

"Fox," he said, ignoring his and Junior's blood pouring from his mouth, "Wildfire needs us now." Knowing that he would probably get bitten again—he deserved as much—the Alpha male once more tugged gently on his mate's ruff, trying to remind his wife of their dying little girl. Junior was dead, the threat removed, and Wildfire needed her parents to be by her side.