“What is this?” Ashleigh asked, staring at the trailer full of gear and equipment.
“It’s a gift,” Galen replied.
“What? From who?” she inquired, looking closer at one of the crates.
“Alpha Caleb,” Galen smiled. “There are upgraded mesh skins, made lighter and smaller to be incorporated into standard practice and patrol gear instead of just armor. There are also Emergency Medical Stations and perimeter–“
“Take it all back.”
The gruff voice came from behind Ashleigh. She turned to see her father looking at the gifts with scorn.
“Some of this stuff sounds useful,” Ashleigh commented, “maybe we should–”
“I said take it back,” Alpha Wyatt growled.
Ashleigh shook her head, feeling a deep disappointment in her father.
“Alpha Wyatt,” Galen said with a respectful salute. “With all due respect, it is not your decision whether to accept the gift or not.”
Alpha Wyatt gave Galen an angry look. But, to his credit, Galen did not back down.
