An emergency?

~ the Dark Howlers pack ~

'KNOCK-KNOCK!'

"Come in!" Damon responded without raising his gaze from the document in front of him. He knew who was at the door.

"You are working hard, so I thought of bringing you something nutritious," Stephanie said.

With Dawn and Zina not being around, Trisha was left to deal with food for all guests. Sure, they were Omegas who knew their way in the kitchen, but Stephanie didn't want to let just anybody prepare food for high-ranking members of the pack. One can never be too careful. Damon didn't object. He missed Stephanie's cooking.

Damon smirked at the sight of a tray that had a bowl of tomato soup garnished with bacon bits that smelled divine. There were also a grilled cheese sandwich, grapes, apples cut into bite-sized pieces, and a mug of steaming coffee.

He looked up to see Stephanie standing and staring him down, just as his mother used to do.