Mathias joined the table of his mate Sierras' family, their spoiled son-in-law.
Advil sat with his brothers and parents.
Mal sat with his friends, leaving his father alone at a table.
Noticing this, Ari stood up from her table with her plate, snatching a muffin from Poppy's' plate. "Hey! That was the last one!"
Giving her a sorry smile, she walked towards the Omega.
"Hi uncle Cain."
The old man smiled at her warmly. "Hello dear Ari, How can I help you?"
He was quick to stand up, ignoring his food, always ready to serve and help the tribe.
Placing a hand on his shoulder, she smiled at him.
"Oh, nothing. I noticed you at the muffin counter, and I saved one for you."
The smile she received felt like an accomplishment in itself.
"Thank you so much, Ari."
"Can I sit here?"
"Sure! Sure! Please do!"
"Why don't you sit with others, uncle Cain? There are plenty of tables with a single seat available"
