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.”

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

go.” I

that is how the rest of

are not chips, but we do have lots of potatoes, so I have them cut them into thin slices and we bake them until they are

cooked pulled pork for tonight and have some others using what we have to make something

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

Carlos, making sure to grab one for myself, since I

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

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

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.

say, stepping out of the pantry and walking toward them. “What a surprise to

me. “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

not only lunch, but also dinner. Aren’t you proud of them, Alpha?” I say,

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

do we have here?” He asks, pointing to

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

the way she flinches and smiles at her. “That sounds delicious.”

they 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