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.”

tray and while we are putting the food on the tray,

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

name?” I ask and that is how the rest of my

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

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

group. There is a moment of surprise before they settle in and begin to eat. We

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

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

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

of their mouths are open slightly and their eyes are wide. I quickly look around

stepping out of the pantry and walking toward them. “What a surprise to see you.”

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

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

reaching out to kiss my forehead. “I don’t know that I’ve ever been prouder of my

here?” He asks, pointing

of potatoes that were harvested recently. For lunch we made homemade potato chips and for dinner, we’re going to make roasted rosemary

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

their Alpha’s approval, so many start talking at once. Eli is incredible. He takes time to go to each one, listening to