THE ALPHA’S DEBT
"It is just one single bowl of forest broth, Lanka. You have to drink it all. You are carrying a pack pup now! You cannot keep a tiny stomach to stay thin like a young pup anymore! Drink it right now."
Maren pushes the hot bowl straight into my palms, forcing my fingers to hold the hot wood.
The broth looks real nasty. It is full of chopped meat, wild eggs, green leaves, and big swamp beans. It smells totally off and weird. I know Maren wants the unborn baby pup to grow big, and the food isn't poisoned or anything, but my stomach is already full from breakfast. I have to go to the Zion Valley ritual dance rehearsal very soon. if I put all this heavy grease into my belly, I won't be able to j
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