Blacktail Deer Plateau waiting for superman

Because of his lackadaisical state of mind, Peregrine didn't even cotton onto Crete's mood until his brother "spoke" to him. Suddenly, the Alpha male saw all the signs: the tightening of Crete's eyes, the lines of stress in the way he held his body, the anxious vibe... He blinked himself into a more wakeful state and furrowed his brow, nodding to show Crete that he had his full attention.

When Crete indicated his concern had something to do with Hawkeye, Peregrine felt the muscle in his jaw tighten defensively. Had this been almost any other wolf, he would've immediately told Crete to piss off. But this was his brother. Instead, Peregrine cocked his ears, wordlessly replying to Crete's unspoken words: Go on... I'm listening.

Even so, the cogs in his mind already began to whirl. If the two were at odds, whose side would he take? He'd known Crete their whole lives—since before they were even born—but Hawkeye was his mate now and, much more importantly, the mother of his future children. Hell, she might even now be carrying his pups. The stakes were high and the trepidation was written in every line of Peregrine's dark body.