Swiftcurrent Creek I tried to help you once

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For one who didn’t imagine whining over not being liked, Arric certainly had a lot to say about it—and Akavir had to tamp down a smirk at it. It was obvious the Beta cared—if only because Cygnet was important to Arlette.

Still—did they not see what was happened? His head canted slightly, an arched brow directed to his friend. “Think about it, Arric… She’s stuck in a pack of adults and never had anyone her age to do anything with. You saw her at the pack hunt. She was practically foaming at the mouth to be involved but couldn’t be—obviously because of her age, but in her eyes, she’s the only one barred from helping out.”

His gaze turned pointed. “She wants to be useful. She needs to be integrated into the pack. Everyone walks on eggshells around her, afraid how she’ll react but no one takes her to do the mundane things she should be learning. Take her to patrol. Teach her to hunt. You and Arlette should take her scouting outside the area—don’t spar with her. Your ten times her size. It’s like setting her up for failure, you fucking oaf.”

Had the tables just turned, somehow? Was Akavir now the one giving advice—instead of his counseling Beta? It was hard to hide the shit-eating grin that spread across his face. This was the kind of therapy he could get used to.