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He smiled gently at her when she mentioned getting her rest. Peregrine thought she should be able to get away with whatever she wanted—sleep all day, eat all the food, curbstomp some foos if necessary—because she was a pregnant Alpha female now. She was the ruler of the world, as far as he was concerned. Even he deferred to her now, and happily. He would wait on her hand and foot, even if she became a snarling ragebeast, to ensure she and the pups got the best of everything.

"Fin wasn't one of the ones who came, though I'm willing to bet she was out of hearing range, probably picking a fight with some bears. In any case, we can definitely touch base with her. I feel like I can trust her and Elwood, no questions asked. Maybe that's favoritism but I don't give a fuck. They're my kids, our kids." He bumped his snout against hers.

"Somnia, Tempest and Ashton all showed. Only the latter has any actual experience. But I want all three to have a fair chance. I gave them a project," he said with a bit of a proud smile. "I told each of them to come up with a game—preferably an educational one—and host some pack playtime. It'll be fun to see what each of them comes up with."