Nira
Somewhere at the Aracious Sea
Present Day
“Is it only me, or is there something different about Kun?” I asked no one in specific while we sat at the fire and watched the Alphas cook for us. They were extremely good cooks. I couldn’t tell if their talent had been conditioned after years of surviving the harshest military training in the world or if it was some sort of hereditary trait passed on the family. I wasn’t complaining. And sure thing Katala, Didoka and the little Omega weren’t either.
The night was cold but we had taken to the dock our thickest furs, pushing them together in a big pile around a blue flame that Aros had left burning for us. The flame was still burning, floating in the middle of the air and warming us with its strange presence. There were perks about
