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.”

tray and while we are putting the food on the tray, the

the Beta’s office. Off you go.” I tell her before turning to the

ask and that is

lots of potatoes, so I have them cut them into thin slices and we bake them until

come in and I begin to assign them to their duties. I have Cammy working on slow cooked pulled pork for

the group. There is a moment of surprise before they settle in and begin to eat. We continue this process through the next rotations.

making sure to grab one for myself, since I skipped breakfast, choosing to feed Carlos my helping of food instead. I wasn’t

Eli and Carlos, I stop to take inventory of how things are going. There is a lot of happy chatter and excitement. Omegas, 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

that it’s hardly worth calling it a

Eli and Carlos holding the tray and 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 to being mistreated by their

say, stepping out of the pantry and walking toward

his voice, but I also know that his words are causing concern with the

to make sure that your pack members are fed not only lunch, but also dinner. Aren’t you proud of them, Alpha?” I say, hoping he’ll

don’t know that I’ve ever been prouder of my pack members.”

have here?” He asks, pointing to some food preparation.

and I nod encouragingly at her. “Well, Alpha, we have a lot of potatoes that were harvested recently. For lunch we

she flinches and smiles at her. “That sounds

talking at once. Eli is incredible. He takes time to go to each one, listening to what they are doing and