Christmas Eve

“How is the feast coming along?” I ask Melanie, the pack’s head cook.

“Everything is coming along nicely, Alpha. I’ve ensured there’s plenty of food for both packs, with extras.” She says with a proud smile.

“You’ve done amazingly, Melanie. If there’s anything you need help with, please speak with Gino,” I tell her.

“The Omegas are all taking care of everything, Alpha. They’ve been very helpful, as always.”

“I’m proud of all of you,” I tell the rest of the Omegas and they all smile and bow their heads.

“Alpha, I need a word with you,” Leah says from the kitchen door.

“Of course,” I tell Leah. “Please excuse me, Melanie,” I smile at her.

She bows her head and returns to her work, and I follow Leah into the dining room, where I find Rich and Noah waiting.

“What can I do for our Epsilons today?” I ask with a smile.

“We have a report from our border patrol, Alpha,” Rich says.

“There’s been a sighting of a couple of rogues hanging around our borders,” Noah explains.