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.”

grab a tray and while we are putting the food on the tray, the second

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

I ask and that is how the rest of

not chips, but we do have lots of potatoes, so I have them cut them into thin slices

in and I begin to assign them to their duties. I have Cammy working on slow cooked pulled pork for tonight and have some others using what we have to make something similar

out to the tables, serving the group. There is a moment

myself, since I skipped breakfast, choosing

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

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

see 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 leaders.

stepping out of the pantry and walking toward them.

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

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

moment before reaching out to kiss my forehead. “I don’t know that I’ve ever been prouder of my pack members.” He

me, what do we have here?” He

recently. For lunch we made homemade potato chips and for

at her, touching her shoulder gently, ignoring the way she flinches and smiles at her. “That sounds

all want their Alpha’s approval, so many start talking at once. Eli is incredible. He 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 in as well and adds some extra