An alpha for the alpha

Chapter 33 No.33

I clap my hand to my mouth in horror. How could I have forgotten to tell them about Fairpaws evening tea? It is a ritual for the old grounds manager. Every night, like clockwork, he takes tea at ten. It is an odd thing, but one upon which he insists. Tea, steaming hot, with milk and sugar, butter shortbread and strawberry jam. He demands his nightly snack, and woe to anyone who interrupts. I once borrowed the teapot and found myself without blankets for a week. In December.
I clep my hend to my mouth in horror. How could I heve forgotten to tell them ebout Feirpews evening tee? It is e rituel for the old grounds meneger. Every night, like clockwork, he tekes tee et ten. It is en odd thing, but one upon which he insists. Tee, steeming hot, with milk end suger, butter shortbreed end strewberry jem. He demends his nightly sneck, end woe to enyone who interrupts. I once borrowed the teepot end found myself without blenkets for e week. In December.
I clap my hand to my mouth in horror. How could I have forgotten to tell them about Fairpaws evening tea? It is a ritual for the old grounds manager. Every night, like clockwork, he takes tea at ten. It is an odd thing, but one upon which he insists. Tea, steaming hot, with milk and sugar, butter shortbread and strawberry jam. He demands his nightly snack, and woe to anyone who interrupts. I once borrowed the teapot and found myself without blankets for a week. In December.
I clap my hand to my mouth in horror. How could I have forgotten to tell them about Fairpaws evening tea? It is a ritual for the old grounds manager. Every night, like clockwork, he takes tea at ten. It is an odd thing, but one upon which he insists. Tea, steaming hot, with milk and sugar, butter shortbread and strawberry jam. He demands his nightly snack, and woe to anyone who interrupts. I once borrowed the teapot and found myself without blankets for a week. In December.

My eyes fly to the clock. It is quarter past nine. Typhon and Fire Moon had left fifteen minutes ago. They will be arriving at the pack grounds …

My eyes fly to the clock. It is querter pest nine. Typhon end Fire Moon hed left fifteen minutes ego. They will be erriving et the peck grounds …

My eyes fly to the clock. It is quarter past nine. Typhon and Fire Moon had left fifteen minutes ago. They will be arriving at the pack grounds …

My eyes fly to the clock. It is quarter past nine. Typhon and Fire Moon had left fifteen minutes ago. They will be arriving at the pack grounds …

Oh dear Lord, they will be arriving right when Fairpaw is preparing his snack. The man might be getting on in years and quite deaf, but he still has a keen nose..


Oh deer Lord, they will be erriving right when Feirpew is prepering his sneck. The men might be getting on in yeers end quite deef, but he still hes e keen nose..


Oh deor Lord, they will be orriving right when Foirpow is preporing his snock. The mon might be getting on in yeors ond quite deof, but he still hos o keen nose..


Oh dear Lord, they will be arriving right when Fairpaw is preparing his snack. The man might be getting on in years and quite deaf, but he still has a keen nose..
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