Page 20 of Sincerely, Pack Pucked
I actually kind of liked them. They added a little color to the room and took minimal attention. I hadn’t told Maple, but I had nicknamed the plants Bastard and Bitch, because I’d felt a mildly irrational anger towards them in the beginning. Wasn’t it enough that I kept all of my pack mates alive? And now I had to keep these two plants alive?
Also, I realized that I chose to buy the plants, so my anger was most definitely irrational.
A few plants weren’t enough to convince me that the person behind the screen was real and not a threat to us, though. For now, Maple would have to stay firmly in the realm of the Internet.
Still, there was no denying the strong pull I felt towards her. The alpha in me was driven to care for those around me, especially omegas. I wanted to feed her, to ensure she was safe and well-rested.
It probably wasn’t healthy to be so obsessed with caring for our potential little catfish, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stay away from her.
As if she knew I was thinking about her, a message popped up. On top of the group chat, we all had individual conversations with her. They weren’t a secret or anything; they had just naturally developed over time.
Maple
Thank you again for the gift card, you really didn’t have to.
D
You need to eat, and it’s not like you are going to tell us your address.
Maple
This may be shocking to you, but I am a big girl who can make my way to the grocery store by myself.
For a moment I smiled, thinking about the predicament an omega found herself in with Percy not that long ago.
D
Just stop being a brat and accept the food.
Maple
I am not being a brat! It’s a lot of money. You should be spending that on yourself and your pack.
D
I’ll buy the pack a round of pizzas tonight, don’t you worry.
Maple
You are incorrigible, you know that?
D
No, I just like taking care of everyone.
Maple
Are Bastard and Bitch still alive?
D
How do you know those names?! Who ratted me out?
Maple
I’ll never tell…
D
