Aaron Point of view
I started my apprenticeship, meeting the young wolf yesterday. His name is Roger. Sometimes I forget how fast Christos and I grew up after the death of our parents. Roger is still very much an innocent kid with a big heart.
Today he will be starting his Beta training with me. Walking down to the Delta floor where he was staying, Roger stood there in a button-down shirt, slacks and a navy blue tie. He has slicked back his short hair and is carrying a clipboard. A good first impression, although a little too formal for our pack.
He approaches me with a long bow and the greeting "beta." I would never tell the boy this, but I have always had a soft spot for pups. Deep down I know I will never have my own pups, as my s****l preferences do not align that way. I have alw
