Redhawk Caldera [m] This is the War Room

Although his mate made the comment lightly, she couldn't have been more sincere—or more right. There was a reason the three kids were doing so well, and that reason was in large part due to their parents and pack. Peregrine and Fox had come here for them and it was paying off in a big way. Wildfire's accomplishment was neither the first nor the last to illustrate just what a wonderful decision it had been.

Her invitation to rejoin her did not come as a surprise. Unlike the last time, Peregrine nodded his acceptance. But he wanted to say something. "I won't stop righting my wrongs. I learned a tough lesson and I won't be going easy on myself just because I step back up." He had spoken while facing out over their homeland, though now he turned to catch her gray gaze. "And how many times do I have to tell you it's Big Dick?"

Without even giving Fox a chance to respond to that, Peregrine (playfully!) tackled his mate to the ground. They hadn't been intimate since before that awful day, yet he hoped to commemorate this moment—when he resumed his Alpha title and his place by Fox's side—in their usual way: by boning her. He didn't even care that the kids were nearby. They were old enough to learn about the birds and the bees.