“How did it go today?” My father nudged me to a seat across from him and waved to an omega. She brought in the plates. “Thank you, Manda.”
“Thank you, Manda.” I smiled up at the girl, and she ducked her head, then left. I turned back to my father. “It went as well as expected.”
“Which wasn’t good at all.” I pointed to him and nodded.
“Exactly.”
“What happened?” He dug into his food, and I told him about the day.
“We started with running, and even those that had already shifted were…”
“Weak?” my dad threw out while waving his knife around.
“Pathetic.” I countered. I cut into my steak and nearly moaned with the first mouthful. “They barely made it two laps before they were huffing. Then I called them over, and we started to talk about what was going on.”
“And…”
“And then some girl
