WHEN HE’D BEEN LITTLE, his mother had been busy. Even though she was an omega, she had not been one of the childminders. It’d been the way of his pack for as long as he could remember that anyone who was able needed to contribute. In the normal course of life, getting enough food for a pack should not have required all of its members, but that had been life before humans had decided to overrun their world.
Their life had never been easy, but Aalyan had always known he’d have his family’s support if he needed it. And then he’d presented. She’d taken the time to offer him kindness and as much protection as she could. Or so he’d thought at the time. She didn’t have a lot and her presence and kind words were all she could give him (more than his sister had received on her own presentation, to
