<b>Chapter </b><b>476 </b>
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<b>“</b><b>You’ll </b>find a list <b>of </b>potential volunteering opportunities on page seven,” Jane said, flipping to that page in her packet <b>herself</b>. “Soup kitchens, clothing drives, charity shops, that sort of thing. If you have any other ideas, I’m open <b>to </b>them.”
I flipped <b>to </b><b>the </b>page and scanned the list. Toward the bottom, I spotted a local soup kitchen that I recognized: ” Mama Green’s Soup Kitchen“. I had passed by it several times in town. It was in the heart of downtown Ashw and was in the kind of location that no one would notice us in.
It seemed like the perfect ce to start. Something low–key but beneficial to themunity. Somewhere that Alexander and I could work in the back, avoiding public scrutiny. If anyone noticed our presence and decided to spread the word, then that was on them.
A couple of dayster, Alexander and I found ourselves approaching the soup kitchen. It was a gloomy, cold day, and the line of rogues and Omegas outside was longer than I expected. We had dressed inly ande alone, so no one noticed us as we slipped in the back door and made our way to the volunteer registration office.
As we approached the registration desk, the woman sitting behind it–Mama Green, I conjectured–looked up at us with a stern but not unkind gaze. She wore sses with a faint crack on one lens and had her gray hair pulled back into a practical bun.
“Hello,” Alexander said. “We’d like to volunteer.”
The woman did a double–take when she saw Alexander. Her mouth dropped open. “Alpha King…?”
Alexander nodded. “I’d like to keep it anonymous, if you don’t mind.”
Smiling, she rifled through a stack of papers on her desk and pulled out a form. Handing Alexander a pen, she said, “Fill this out and return it to me. Once that’s done, one of our staff will show you to the kitchen so you can get started.”
“Thank you,” Alexander said. “And for my Luna…?”
The woman seemed to notice me for the first time. Her expression changed little when she regarded me, but I could see the way her mouth pinched ever so slightly, the way her eyes narrowed to slits.
“Oh,” she said. “It’s you.”
I forced a smile. “I’d like to volunteer as well. And keep it anonymous, like Alexander.”
The woman didn’t reach for a form. “My apologies… Luna,” she said, and the title seemed to be an effort for her to say, “but we’re all full for now. There are plenty of other ces to volunteer in the pack.”
“But I wanted to volunteer with Alexander.”
She shrugged. “I’m sorry, but I won’t ept your application.”
“Why not?” I felt my wolf begin to bristle indignantly.
The woman <b>hesitated</b><b>, </b>seemingly unsure of how to answer. Finally, she admitted, “I don’t think you’re actually doing this to help people, but rather for your own gain. That’s not the kind of mentality we operate under here; and if a team of cameras shows up, I can’t risk my establishmenting under fire for your presence.”
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“Ma’am, we’re just trying to help,” Alexander insisted. “There are no cameras-
<b>“</b>I’m sorry, Alpha, but I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”
I frowned. “But-”
“Think of those poor people out there.” The woman gestured to the frosted ss window, where I could make out the outlines of people waiting to eat. “They need this. If my establishment faces bacsh due to your presence, then they would be the ones to suffer.” 1
I opened my mouth to argue, but Alexander ced a hand on my shoulder, stopping me. With a hot huff, he ced the empty form back on the desk and twined his fingers through mine.
“Well,” he said, “if my Luna isn’t wee, then we’ll find somewhere else to volunteer. Come on<b>, </b>E.”
With that, Alexander led me out of the office. The woman didn’t stop us as we left.
When we returned to the car, Alexander began looking at Jane’s list again for another opportunity. I scrubbed my hands over my face and sighed, feeling more dejected than ever.
If even the local soup kitchen wouldn’t let me volunteer in the back, then who would ept me?
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