Whatever made Apphia appear so vulnerable scared me, but seeing the blood-stained drinking glass and his explanation made sense.
Being a pack member meant I would have to join their training, which would be difficult for an unshifted she-wolf like me.
Omegas were the lowest, doing the servant chores and not privy to train with the tribe-born if we were even allowed to train but putting me in a tough spot made me vulnerable.
"I don't want to be a rogue," I said honestly, he insisted, "Then you are agreeing to be a pack member. There are no vacancies for omegas here."
He was making it sound like an employment but that was what it was. No one was allowed to lazy about in the tribes as everyone was accustomed to something meaningful.
Knowing that this pack specializes in wine production, I would have the opportunity to learn as a full pack member, but it would also make it difficult for me to find my parents.
