Lake Rodney Just a papercut

Sebastian seemed to take Peregrine's comment in a way the Alpha hadn't really intended it and began to justify himself. He wanted to open his mouth, interrupt him and reassure him that he needn't make his case like this. But he held his tongue, letting him saying his piece. There was a note of pride in his voice there toward the end and Peregrine nodded in approval.

"I respect that," he said simply, then was happy to answer his former comrade's questions. "Everyone's doing well. We had puppies a few weeks ago, four boys. And, yes, Wildfire made her own way last fall." It never failed to amuse him, hearing about his daughter's networking. They were so different that way.

"So?" he asked in the next breath, glancing at the she-wolf now pressed to Sebastian's side like a sock fresh out of the dryer. "How's the family planning going?"