Redhawk Caldera This summer's gonna hurt like a motherf***er

It appeared he'd said the right thing. Peregrine tilted his head, happy to let her vent. He could only imagine how difficult it was, sacrificing one's body like this. Of course, Finley wasn't anywhere near useless. Now that he'd had some time to process and come around, he was fully invested in the Beta pair's litter (not that he'd ever been opposed—just caught off guard). The caldera was strong enough to support more pups. Each wolf born into their ranks would strengthen the Redhawk name.

"You're not useless. You're doing the most important job of all," Peregrine reassured her. "If you're that bored and hungry, why don't you eat Elwood? Isn't he the one responsible for all this?" the Alpha wolf asked, jokingly waving a broad paw in the direction of her belly.