12 - All In

~Punch’s Point of View~

For the hundredth time I run my fingers over a bottle cap, nearly hoping it’ll cut me so I can have a momentary distraction. I hate closed doors and the meeting room at the packhouse was closed only a couple times a month typically. But it absolutely fucking kills me not to know what’s going on in there.

Every so often there were loud noises, good and bad sounds. Some growls. Even though we tried to operate as a normal pack, Dozer didn’t like being called Alpha. Even more so, in mixed company he really hated it. Just Doze or Dozer and it wasn’t considered disrespectful. But not all Alphas are like that.

Grouch liked to be called “VP” instead of Beta and people did it just to appease him but for me, he was Grouch and that’s it.

For me, I’d have no problem being called Reeve when the time comes. It’s a badge of honor. I’m the judge, jury and executioner. But Alpha or Beta, nah. Not me, not ever. Zero interest in that. I’m not a leader, but I didn’t follow bli