Stronger by Ang Chris

Chapter 21

It was almost the end of my first week here. I watered the crops every morning and went for a run afterwards. My routine gave me peace and I had found kindness in everyone I’d met. I would Charlotte whenever she needed me but there wasn’t much but one or two sonograms a week. I did get to see the pups once a day helping them to practice fighting, helping them learn archery, learning endurance.

With the young wolves, we were teaching them how to control themselves and how to turn when they wanted to. One mother was scared because her son was at the height of his anger turning almost every night, I had him run laps and work his aggression out in the gym. It seemed to do the trick.

I enjoyed my mornings the most, sitting and watering the crops and talking with the other wolves. Sharing stories and jokes, talking about what they might want for dinner. I liked to hear what they had to say since what we ate at our group meals was up to me. The pups had suggested we should have ice cream and brownies for supper.

“You know a good night of slow–roasted chicken doesn’t sound too bad,” a farmer suggested.

“I think that sounds good too,” my mouth watering at the thought. “But we should have roasted potatoes and sausages with them,”

“We’re lucky to have you luna,” he laughed and headed off to his tractor.

They made their own sausages here, made the ice cream, and milked their cream from their cows. They milled their own flour, sowed the oats, they wove the fabric of the clothes they made.

Elizabeth was teaching me how to make my own clothes so far I had made a simple strap dress. Square top and straight skirt with ties for straps.

She’d ruched the skirt by pulling a thread at the top of the fabric. I honestly thought that part would be much harder

“I don’t like chicken,” Jessica called to me.

Jessica was a warrior and farmer. She had been one of the women Grayson had thought to be his luna before his mother told him of me. I got the feeling she wasn’t a fan of mine.

“Is that how you speak to your Luna?” Elizabeth scowled at her.

meant no disrespect to Luna Annette, I just don’t care for the taste,” she smiled sweetly.

to her. “I’m going to go for a

my head. Tasks that needed to be done, people who

Apparently, after my attack

more so than I was used to. Luckily

banter of the gym. People like to give a lot of shit

fast and flexible so

afternoon of sparring trash–talking with the warriors. You’d be surprised at Ella; she could lay

had to leave though to go and get the chickens ready for the roast. Ella and Charlotte both had

had carved out a place for myself. I only had friends and acquaintances but it was a start. I didn’t need everyone’s love and admiration but I wanted to

eyes fell

ate lunch after the gym. I had sparred with Brian who had warmed up to me. He was also my protection if we ever left the pack

the best of friends yet. He had left himself wide open and I

for a rub?” Ella asked, looking at the spices

only thing well–stocked in here was the food. Other than that I had to order plates, silverware, and a mixer for sure.

keep it simple,” I told her, bringing over a metal

into.

birds were going to be slow–roasted for 3 1/2 hours. We would have andouille

I had no problem letting them win on potatoes. I grabbed the first chicken put a tablespoon of olive oil on it and then

certainly gotten into a good groove Luna,” Ella smiled at me. “I’m so

you how lovely it is to have you in the office. Jessica is a pain in