Show Respect

I could tell Rhian was getting tired as we walked out of the third clothing shop with a handful of bags, which is the reason I suggested we turn and head back to Withers Moon. She didn’t want to go shopping but I insisted so she could feel spoiled like she deserved to be. I walk around to my door to see Rhian laying across the back seat sleeping soundly. I softly shut the back door and climbed into the front passenger seat.

“Drive carefully. I don’t want to disturb her; she did a lot today.” I tell my Beta as he pulls out of our parking place. “Oh, and Beta, don't scratch my car,” I say jokingly. I own the car and let my Beta drive it when we are out on pack business even though our little spree today is not technically pack business. He was the better driver out of the two of us and I didn’t want to take any chances with Rhian l especially with her in her frail state. I turn myself around in my seat and look at Rhian , reaching back and tucking the strand of hair that had fallen ac