Redhawk Caldera Hungry eyes

All Reyes had to do was leave. Pick up and get out of here. Skidaddle. Hit the road, Jack.

But he hadn't.

Phox lunged at the clearly injured leg, thinking it would be easiest to go for the weak spot. It appeared Reyes was going to have to defend himself yet again. Phox had fought few times in his life, but every time he had needed to, and every time he had given it everything he had. This time would be no different. He was defending Niamh, his unborn children, Towhee's unborn children.