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.”

and while we are putting the food on the tray,

I tell her before turning to the second

ask and that is how the rest of my morning goes.

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

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

group of patrols come in, I have some omegas take the plates out to the tables, serving the group. There is a moment of surprise before

make a couple sandwiches for Eli and Carlos, making sure to grab one for myself, since I skipped breakfast,

backbone of every pack. Without them,

is so poorly stocked that it’s hardly

that I sent up to them. Both of their mouths are open slightly and their eyes are wide. I quickly look

I say, stepping out of the pantry and

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

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

forehead. “I don’t know that I’ve ever been prouder of my

have here?” He asks,

omega looks 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

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

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 comments