Redhawk Caldera Peel off her face and frantically chew her eyes [m]

Had this been another time, another place, another set of circumstances, Fox might have caught onto his tone. Hell, she probably would have felt horrible for the things she had said. But the lives of their children were so important to her, she couldn't ignore what he had done. She had not meant that they would be acting as if they were still mates. In her eyes, they still were. That was not something that she could just switch off, and she didn't believe anybody could. Because of that, she sighed, then went to him. No matter what he had done, he was still hers, and she was still his.

Hesitantly, gently, she began to help him clean his wounds. She said nothing as she did this, and his punishment would not magically disappear now that she (finally) realized he had been injured, but she didn't need him dying on her. And as much as she loathed his actions, deep down, Fox could never bring herself to hate Peregrine.