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Atticus revealed her whereabouts, along with a lot of skepticism about his future as a father. "Hey, man, look at this way," Peregrine said, "she didn't come here expecting you to suddenly daddy her. She probably just wanted to meet you. At that age, I doubt she even considered anything beyond that..." He rolled a shoulder. "We might be family but we're strangers too. And who said I'd accept her? Just kidding!" he added before his brother could throw something—possibly a fuzzy puppy—at him.

Finding his leg cramping, Peregrine stood and stretched his legs. "I'd like to meet her, though. I know the creek's Alpha," he added rather randomly. "I'm not one for alliances or any of that B.S. but we're on neutral terms with them. With that said, I'd rather she not go traipsing around the plateau when she visits; either escort her or meet with her in the flatlands. Fair enough?" Peregrine had a territory and, more importantly, a young family to protect. He doubted Atticus's daughter—my niece, he thought with some disbelief—posed any threat but she was not from the pack, therefore the Alpha male could not inherently trust her.