Redhawk Caldera Changing Paths

Well, there went his good mood. Peregrine's jaw literally went slack as Sebastian dropped the bomb on him. Goodbye...? He barely registered anything the male said beyond that, as he was too busy reeling. Talk about being blindsided. He hadn't seen this coming at all. His appetite disappeared entirely. Hell, he felt like he might puke.

After Sebastian finished his speech, the Alpha said nothing. He felt a bolt of anger and wanted to tell Sebastian he was no longer a Redhawk and he would never be welcome back. Yet he didn't. At least he had come to him, said something. Peregrine legitimately felt sick to his stomach, yet at least the tank of a male hadn't disappeared without a word. And despite his long list of contrived reasons, Peregrine had to admit there was some truth in what he said.

But, at long last, he found his tongue. "Don't care," he muttered. He meant he didn't care about any of the reasoning presented to him, though he realized how it might sound. Peregrine quickly clarified by adding two more words: "Don't go."