Kendria
It was nearly noon by the time we finished all of the initiations and subsequent celebration around the lodge. Everyone was mind linking with one another and chatting animatedly about what becoming a pack was going to do for us and our businesses going forward. Now, I was busy making loaded sub sandwiches for everyone's lunch in pack kitchen with Tamara and our cook, Lucy. Harlie had nipped upstairs for a nap and Shasta was reading in his room, both wiped out and in need of some quiet time. I, however, was still wired from the morning and needed an outlet for all my extra energy.
Finally, we made enough to feed everyone. I picked up the plate I'd set aside for my mother. "Thanks for letting me help out," I told Lucy. "I'm sure I got in your way, but I appreciate it."
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