Redhawk Caldera the old bridge is on fire and i’m the one to blame

The Alpha male could not make out most of Fox's words from here, just the soft tone of her voice. It was evident she didn't exactly share in her mate's distaste for the flaky youth. He recollected that Fox felt indebted to Magpie for what she'd put her through as a youngster... but that wasn't Peregrine's debt, nor the caldera's.

Five words did carry to him on the frosty January air and Peregrine's face immediately hardened in disbelief. Surely Fox hadn't gone against him so blatantly. If she felt differently, she would discuss the matter with him, right? Wrong. The Alpha female began to guide Magpie into their territory. He could only describe her mannerisms as utterly flippant.

Feeling like there was a live flame in his chest, the Alpha male stood and swept in the other direction, fearing that he might yell at his pregnant mate or chase off Magpie, Fox's wishes be damned. She might be able to do that to him, yet he couldn't bring himself to do it to her. Fury written into every line of his muscular body, he disappeared around the mountain instead.