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.”

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

go.” I tell her before turning to the

your name?” I ask and that is how

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

Cammy working on slow cooked pulled pork for tonight and have some others using what we have to make something similar to

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

I skipped breakfast, choosing to feed Carlos my helping of food instead. I wasn’t confident that he’d eaten.

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 having a job. It makes them feel needed and an integral part of the pack, which they are. But they also thrive. when they are acknowledged for their hard work,

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

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

of the pantry and walking

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

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

“I don’t know that I’ve ever been prouder of my pack members.” He says, walking into the kitchen.

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

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

ignoring the way she flinches and

each one, listening to what they are