Draven POV

She was pitifully weak.

I watched her as she shuffled back to the car, carrying at least a dozen bags in each hand. Good, she followed my orders. But from the way she was carrying them, it was as if she would be blown away by a gust of wind at any time.

Wind Borne pack’s Alpha was truly the most useless Alpha I had ever seen. Some of the youngest wolves in my pack would be able to carry everything with no problem, yet a full grown omega couldn’t.

Omegas may not be ...