What would that be like? To sit and listen to the people we are supposed to be taking care of and work on solutions to problems together?
“Kiera, come and try these,” Karina called to me, and I found her holding up a pair of training boots.
“I do not need twenty pairs of shoes,” I told her.
Karina waved a hand in front of her face, then dumped the boot in my hand. “Of course you don’t. That wouldn’t be practical. Shoes you can mix and match with outfits. But, you will need at least ten pairs in different colours and styles, boots for the winter months, and training boots. So, come over here and pick them out.”
I let out an exasperated noise. “Karina, this is too much!”
“No, it’s not. This is what an Alpha does for his Luna, and for his fated mate? He will probably tell me I’m not doi
