The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0342

“Do we have bread?”

“Yes.” Abby says before turning to me, guessing what I’m going to say. “And cheese and lettuce. But no mayonnaise or mustard.” She grimaces at me. “We can’t afford it yet.” So, the whole pack knows how poor we are. I guess that’s a good thing. It manages expectations.

I’m about to direct us to start lunch preparations when I hear loud footsteps running into the kitchen. Two young girls stop suddenly when they see me.

“Luna.” They say in unison and bow their heads.

“We heard you needed helpers.” One says.

“We’re here to help.” The other says..

“That’s wonderful. We need all the help we can get.” I tell them. They smile and look at each other before back at me.

“So, who wants to take this to your Alpha and Beta?” I ask.

The first girl steps up. “I will.”

while we are putting the food on the tray, the second girl pours them each a

Off you go.” I tell her before turning

ask and that is how the rest of my morning

and cheese sandwiches for lunch. There are not chips, but we do have lots of potatoes, so I have them cut them into

them to their duties. I have Cammy working on slow cooked pulled pork for tonight

the group. There is a moment of surprise before they

sure to grab one for myself, since I skipped breakfast, choosing to feed Carlos

in general, are used to being mistreated and unappreciated in packs. However, in my experience, they are the backbone of every pack. Without them, the packs would fail apart. They work hard and they appreciate having a job. It makes them feel needed and an integral part of the pack, which they are. But they

is so poorly stocked that it’s hardly worth calling it a pantry, when the kitchen goes

empty plates that I sent up to them. Both of their mouths are open slightly and their eyes are wide. I quickly look around and see that every omega’s eyes are now on the floor. These poor people are so used

stepping out of the pantry and

know that his words are causing concern with the omegas. They don’t know how to interpret his question. I need to guide this conversation so he understands that he must tread lightly.

pack members are fed not only lunch, but also dinner. Aren’t you

to kiss my forehead. “I don’t know that I’ve ever been prouder of my pack members.” He says, walking

me, what do we have here?” He asks, pointing to

that were harvested recently. For lunch we made homemade potato

her, touching her shoulder gently, ignoring the way she flinches and smiles

takes time to go to each one, listening to what they are doing and giving them approval and praise for their hard work. Carlos jumps