I am a Damaged Goods Without Alpha

hair in two pigtails, I wear her one o

o school with the other pups?" she a

hen you're sure it's me." I wipe off invincible lint from her dress. She nods at me in understanding, she is quite smart for a four-year-old. I get up and put

. "I will honey." I reply complet

rewing coffee, making fresh jugs of fruit juice all the while flipping pancakes and making scrambled eggs. I beg

stink eye before exiting the kitchen. I take a gulp of air, because I sure as hell need it. I wash the dishes and scrape all the leftovers into another plate. Today's left overs were a lot, enough for daisy and I to eat actually.

nd begin to eat. After a couple of more bites of the food I leave the rest for her and she hurriedly finishes it. She gulps down the juice before letting out a huge belch. We both g

" she says her eyes

ing back to work now an

n the pack house, I do a bit of laundry and proceed to make lunch for the pack. They file in at lunch and eat, little ha

taking it with me back to the room, when a woman from nowhere suddenly st

ts a hand under my chin and forcefully raises my

ng to-to eat it.

g food?" she says a

n-not st-st

she yells in my face before

knocks on a closed door and the person inside opens up immediately. "what Karen?" the man yells. She ro

shutting his door in her face. I hope to the moon goddess she doesn't take me to the alpha's office, I can't let daisy sleep hungry again. "p-please just

d and throwing it on the floor, she then proceeds to kick my stomach and I fall on my knees. Tears stream down my face but I don't cry out, I don't want to draw atte

me up to the alpha's office. Please don't let him be in there! Please don't let him be in there, I pray ferve

ught a thief

d all the fight i