Blacktail Deer Plateau Discretion of the Mind · PACK MEET

He was about to snap at her, telling her to accept him and his questions as part of who he was, when Hawkeye actually gave him the answers he sought. Placated by and satisfied with her response, the tension in the Gamma's shoulders eased. A moment ago, he'd felt jealous and in the dark. He felt much better now, especially after deciding to take her answer at face value.

"I understand," he purled calmly, despite his actions to the contrary a moment ago. "You're your own woman, busy and strong... you're an Alpha female." Peregrine placed an admiringly suggestive emphasis on the title. "Forgive me for being short with you, Hawkeye. It's just that I already care for you as if you were my partner. I know I should mind my manners and my place," he acknowledged in a very roguish voice, "but I just can't help myself."

Forgetting she'd just called a meeting and that others would be arriving soon, Peregrine suddenly pressed his chest against her shoulder, then swerved his hip into hers so that they stood side-by-side, their flanks pressed together. He nibbled along her neck, skimmed his nose along the peaks of her shoulders, then gave her a very savage love bite directly to the ass.