Redhawk Caldera i'd give my life

Of course, Peregrine knew Pan was right. He also knew he was being obstinate and generally difficult. It was like he couldn't help himself. He was so saturated with bitterness over the circumstances that he couldn't control it. Hopefully he would figure out how to manage it soon, preferably before he alienated his entire family.

"I know," he replied in a weary, clipped tone. "I'm not much of an Alpha male if I can't hunt for myself, though." That was a sticking point for him. Some kings would love for their subordinates to bring them meat. For Peregrine, it just made him feel pathetic.