Liora
“Beta Liora!” Turning at the sound of someone calling my name, I spy a she-wolf named Jenny waving to me, as she corrals two pups towards me. It has been two weeks since the first batch of Stormclaw wolves joined our pack, and Jenny was one of them. She came to our pack as an omega, the same as her mate, but after a few days of training, it became clear she was fit to become a warrior.
“Morning, Jen! Hi, Izzy and Carson!” I bend down and ruffle Carson’s hair, the seven-year-old swatting my hand away before he and his twin sister run over to join the other pups in today’s training session.
“You know, it’s good to finally call you that. Call you beta, I mean,” Jenny muses as she watches her pups run around with the others in this class.
“It feels nice being called it,” I smile back
