Griffin
Sabre cooed and fidgeted in the sling hanging on my chest. Today is one of my rare days off, so I decided to go watch the women's training. Atlas is taking care of the boys in the office, so I decided to take Sabre with me. I walk through the packhouse and smile at pack members. A few of the female omegas come up to fuss over Sabre.
“Isn’t she lovely, Alpha,” Bess says to me. “She looks like you.”
“Thank you,” I say to Bess. “How are you doing today?”
“I am good. We are all good,” Bess touches Sabre’s bare toes, causing my daughter to squeal. “She’s ticklish.”
I lean down, “Like her Daddy,” I laugh, and Bess’s eyes go wide.
“Alpha Atlas is ticklish?” She covers her mouth and giggles.
“Very,” I pat her shoulder. “Have a good day, Bess,” I say and walk away. I get just outsi
