"I want to get a job." Ayra voiced out again but this time, lower. Like she was trying to convince herself that it was what she needed. "Why do you need a job?" Killian asked, his eyes not leaving his meal. Ayra watched how gracefully he ate. The former Beta of Grey Woods pack. He wasn't an old man in body, all thanks to his intensive training, but his face gave him away. "I'm tired of staying cooped up in here all day. Plus, I need to support you on the house running. I can't be a freeloader forever." She asserted. In her mind, she wasn't asking for their permission. She just wanted to let them know that it was what she had set her mind to do. "But Ayra, this is your home. You don't need to do that." Her mother chipped in with Killian nodding in agreement. "I want to." She replied firmly, clutching her fork, ready to stab the piece of steak before her. "It's fine. I think it's a good idea for you to have something to do. But you don't have to give us any money you make. This is
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