I could barely step out of Dwight’s office after Bram’s strict guidance. The sheer volume of responsibilities he had handed me made me feel like I’d become the president of a country overnight.
Arranging accommodations, providing employment, supplying necessities to each family, managing the economy, overseeing security, forming alliances with nearby packs—it was overwhelming.
Fortunately, my college background gave me some footing.
“Hmm… this is okay,” Bram commented on my agriculture proposal, which aimed to increase the food supply within the territory. “The plains here are perfect for this project. Members won’t have to go to the town center as often, and it could even provide commercial revenue.”
I tried to smile, thinking it wasn’t anything extraordinary. Humans like me often had
