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"Oi! Ethan! Sit down and take load off after a hard day. This tankard has your name on it my friend-" Billy said, cheer in his gruff voice. It was later at night since the kitchen did keep weird hours but he was feeling a little lonely and thought it would be nice to spend some time with his pack mate and friend.

He wasn't the type to protest when given instructions, he knew how to follow orders to the letter. He wouldn't have had the ranking he used to in Egrain otherwise. So, together with other wolves younger than him, he made his way to the kitchen with their supply of wood. The other wolves left as soon as they arrived and left the wood on the floor but Orion had to stay and make sure someone received the items and maybe even help them be moved somewhere else.

"Hello?" He greeted someone he saw walk past. "Yes, you. I'm Orion, I bring wood." He says to the person who had stopped walking past once addressed. He could see him well. "I'm new around here, you know how things can be for the new guy. Do you need help moving them somewhere else, I take it?" He asks the unnamed man.

He was on children's duty today. That meant that he would have lunch with them and that also meant paying more attention to the kids than to his own meal, sometimes he skipped eating altogether which his daughter didn’t like. Athena was a very responsible young girl, he was proud of her, and if it weren’t for her he would be doing a whole lot of things wrong just because it was easier but she didn’t let him so he had come up with solutions for it. He tried to eat fast instead during children's duty to get some food into himself or, some other times, he waited to eat after lunch so while he ate a little later he still ate. Given how he sometimes skipped breakfast, he couldn’t always skip lunch as well and he didn’t want Athena to worry about him. It should be his duty as the father to worry about her instead.

He needed to arrange the meals for the kids today. He had a list of things some kids would absolutely refuse to eat in his hand and walked towards the kitchen to speak to the cooks. He entered the building and looked around, spotting a kitchen hand he had seen several times before, he went straight to him. Ethan was his name if he wasn’t mistaken and given how he managed many kids a day, he was good at remembering one’s names by now.

“Hey, I’m here for the children's lunch for the day? Just making sure everything is in order before we bring them over in an hour,” Euclides greets and tells him once he’s been addressed, a smile on his face. “I have a list from our picky eaters if that helps,” he adds tilting his head a bit with a certain curiosity. He had seen the man and maybe even talked to him once or twice before but couldn’t actually remember. He has been in Athos for so long that it happened, one forgot things and it was normal. “My name is Euclides, you’ll often see me with a 12-year-old shadowing me everywhere I go,” he says in greetings.

Randomly generated number: 8!

The builder had seen the wolf around plenty of times over the past couple of years, and they always seemed to both take part in the fishing competitions whenever they could - though Lysander often preferred to go by himself - but this was the first time that he found himself like this with Ethan. If Lysander could, he'd blame his heat - but he knew the truth. He knew that he had come onto the Alpha, that he was using him for his own means, was because he was still absolutely angered by the devastation that happened. His packmaster was gone, and so was half of the workshop that he spent more than half of his life in.

"Kiss me, you animal," Lysander growled out, his hands upon the fuzzy chest of the Alpha below him as he rode the other's cock, his own thick one bouncing between their bodies. How they got to this point, he wasn't sure, but he certainly wasn't going to complain as he rocked his hips, feeling the other's cock hit that sensitive spot inside of him with every movement.

"Excuse me, sorry...." were the apologies that slipped out of Victor's mouth as he began to make his way through the crowd, holding a basket full of vegetables that had been plucked from the fields. He knew that the cooks would need all of the crops they could get their hands on to be able to accommodate for the amount of feasting that was going on during the celebration, and Victor was more than happy to help out. After all, he had only been in Athos for a month and so he didn't think the festivities were for him.

It was why he volunteered his help whenever possible, picking up barrels of drink and fetching whatever necessary for those that were still working while most people were celebrating. Making his way through the crowd of people, he stopped just in front of a large pot that one of the cooks was brewing a stew in. "I... uh...I wasn't sure what kind of vegetables you wanted, sir, but I grabbed as large a variety as I could... Hopefully you can make good use of them."

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The least he expected was having an alpha of all kinds of people catch him in a towel. He had the cabin to himself, the one he shared with the other omegas, and while he usually didn't mind changing in front of them changing in front of an alpha was the biggest no of his life.

John grew red as he noticed the Alpha in his threshold and he cleared his throat. "Who taught you not to knock? So I can send them a poisoned apple." He was being sarcastic, of course, but he was upset at this invasion of privacy. He knew he should've changed in the bathroom instead of here. More privacy that way.

"What do you need?" He asks after an exasperated sigh. he picks up his shirt and puts it on at least, covering his smooth white skin that definitely hadn't seen much sun in his life. He was hairless in most parts too, a weird trait he had acquired from his father.