The first day of school.
The first day of school and the first day of work.
Asher took a nervous breath as he looked at his reflection in the mirror, tidying himself up. He shaved at his beard, and tugged on the collar of his baby blue shirt.
Running a hand through his hair which had started to grow out a bit, he pondered if he should get a haircut. It would be nice to have black hair again. He mussed, but I do love this gray. Suddenly, his phone in his pocket started giving the default alarm noise and vibrating intensely. Taking it out, Asher's eyes boggled at the time.
"Shit!" he said, racing down the stairs. He watched Raven leave for the bus stop one hour ago with her backpack, all ready for the first day of eighth grade, so he got into the car.
Pulling out the driveway with much speed, he stepped on the gas as he raced towards the pack house. When he finally arrived, he parked his car in the Den C garage. Nervous, he stepped out and to the front door, rapping on it with three short knocks.
The door then quickly swung open.
"You must be Asher! Welcome!" said the excited omega.
After the mess that was the picnic, Asher still sent over his resume since he was still in the need of a job, and couldn't let something as stupid as a small conversation stop him. And true to his word, Wyatt accepted it and emailed him back.
"I'm Livy Oceanwood, but I'm sure Alpha Wyatt's already told you that. I'm one of the main chefs here at Den C, there are three others but hopefully with you that'll make five of us!" went Livy as she brought him through the house.
It was actually very clean, unlike his old pack house. There was no trash on the floor or furniture, and yet it still had a sense that someone lived here, with a few clothes and toys strewn around.
"Anyways, like Alpha Wyatt said I'm going to be your mentor. Over here is the kitchen, I know you got a degree in," she snapped her fingers.
"The culinary arts," supplied Asher.
"That's it! Perfect! I'm sure you'll fit right in. So, here's the kitchen, but if you follow me this way..." she pushed open a door and they stepped into a massive room. "Here's the main, main kitchen. The one out there is for other, ordinary pack members, here we prepare food for the pack like big feasts, lunches, and meals. Every den has a large kitchen like this of course, but Den C has the biggest, because Den C is clearly the best." As she chattered Livy pushed open cabinets and pantries, showing the massive coolers for meat and other frozen items.
"I- actually can you please explain the idea of the dens to me? My old pack was... really different from this," said Asher. Livy looked at him in surprise.
"Well of course! We have a total of seven den's, the main den, A, B, C, D, E, and F. Each den is like it's own separate pack house of sorts, but they're all connected with tunnels and rooms. Pack F is the newest, and also a bit further away from the other den's. We will cook for only Den C, and for example Den D chefs will cook for their den. Every year we have an annual den competition which is amazing. Some pack members however do live in the town, no problem with that." They made their way round the kitchen and Livy suddenly stopped.
"Alright! That should be it. If you do have any questions just let me know and I'll try my best to answer them. It's expected you be here hopefully by 5am every weekday, to help prepare lunch for some wolves and for the pups, as well as breakfast, and dinner. On weekends you can come in at 10, to do lunch and dinner. You'll be making three main meals, as well as snacks for any residing pack members."
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Loss
Werewolf"He may have just lost a pack member, but we had lost so much more. I lost my mate, and she lost her father. I lost my chance at a happily ever after, and she lost the chance to grow up feeling cherished. We both lost so much and that's what brought...
