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.”

on the tray, the second girl pours

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

that is how

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

cooked pulled pork for tonight

take the plates out to the tables, serving the group. There is a moment of surprise before they settle in

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

food to 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

in the pantry that is so poorly stocked that it’s hardly worth

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

the pantry and walking toward them. “What a

“Grace. What is going on?” I can hear the awe in his voice, but I also 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

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

know that

do we have here?” He asks, pointing

that were harvested recently. For lunch we made homemade potato chips and for dinner, we’re going

the way she

one, listening to what they are doing and giving them approval and praise for