I could not help but smile at the way in which my father was toward Lena. He treated her with a warmth that was almost how he treated our family. It was putting her at ease. I could sense that, and I knew that was what she needed. The poor girl had been betrayed by those in charge within her pack, and she needed to be shown that not all pack members of rank were that way…
We decided to sit in the lounge near to my Dad’s Alpha office, and one of the pack omegas had brought some coffee and cake for us. I could see Lena’s mind working overtime trying to decipher how to ask what she needed of my father, but I wanted to do this for her.
So, after much polite conversation, Lena had stepped away for a moment to look at the gardens at my father's suggestion. And the moment she stepped away, I t
