Chapter Thirty Seven.

Victoria and Louis were sorting through the food supplies in the kitchen while Damian spun at their feet. He periodically sat down at the table, but after a few minutes he got up and everything started from the beginning. Victoria pushed the last bag of cereal that was right on top, and even behind her, she couldn't find what she was looking for. The Scottish alpha sighed sullenly and turned to her husband, who again pushed his son aside.

"Useless. There's no salt."

“So we won’t have food?” And our camp?

The thing was, Damian's punishment of not bringing anyone into his house for an entire week had come to an end. Not that it was a very severe punishment, but it was necessary to somehow scold the child for what he had done at school. In fact, at night, the two adults laughed a lot about the whole situation, but then they left the room with a stone face and explained to the child that it was bad to do this. Even if at school they themselves did worse things. Well, Damian doesn't need