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"Somebody thought to be trustworthy was not. The threat was eliminated." Fox's hackles raised. She was beginning to grow impatient, and she was not one to hide such emotions. After what Junior had done, all trust for those not of Redhawk Caldera was nonexistent. Perhaps, if things had been different, if her daughter had not been attacked, Luke would have been welcomed in with open arms. That was not the case, and Fox would no longer make exceptions to a rule she'd adopted long before she'd bonded with Peregrine.

"You'll have to leave, Luke," the alpha said, more sternly this time. The firestarter was not in the mood to chit-chat, either, and she didn't even think that Peregrine would be. His mood had done a complete one-eighty ever since the incident, and it was not something he was taking lightly. Which was all well and good, because if he had taken it lightly, Fox would have beat him to a pulp. The girl took a step forward, ready to do whatever she needed to preemptively protect her home, her family.