Kennedy
When Quirin got up for warrior training, I quickly showered and got dressed before going downstairs to help the omegas get ready for breakfast. I know they’re nervous having so many Alphas in the pack, which I’m guessing has never happened before. So, I want to make sure they are comfortable and help out if they need it.
We’ve just finished putting the food out when everyone starts coming inside.
“Dad, are you limping?” I ask him. Everyone else is chattering happily as they walk in.
“Apparently I’m out of shape,” he says as my mother walks over to him, quickly assessing his injury.
“Arric?” she asks, running her fingers over my father’s hip.
“I’m fine, my mate. It seems like this old wolf still has some new tricks to learn,” he answers.
“Don’t think your dad didn’t get in hi
