Ash sat at the table eating her meat in peace. She made no attempt to speak to anybody or join a conversation. It was just me, myself, and I for the time being. Her leg was sore from her daily run. Today she pushed herself, going an extra 5 miles. Now she was at 100 miles without stopping. She was slightly improving but in this pack, that was nothing. Everyone expected her to be like her brother. One of the beta's. Yes she had beta blood in her, but she never acted on it until now.
Ash reached over and grabbed another piece of the smoked meat. She was super hungry and she needed to fuel up if she was going to work out constantly like most of the fighters did. The children's screams and growls slightly frustrated her. Only because it wasn't peaceful. They were adorable and cute but sometimes they can be annoying. Looking up Ash registered all the people ho weren't there at the moment. Roman, Ezra, and Mark. Including Anna who left the room with a plate of food. It was Ash's job to keep taps on her pack. Her head moved up to her Alpha who she heard coming towards her before he saw him.
“Any news on if Ezra will make it before midnight?” He questioned and Ash put her fork down. "She's usually here by 9. 10 if she's out with friends and 11 if she's drunk." Ash said without batting an eyelid. Ash knew Ezra's like the back of her hand. She was always out doing something and was never at the pack house on time. Ash was always up when Ezra came to the pack house, so reciting the girl's schedule wasn't hard. Maybe a little creepy.