Tribal Packs #14

Alpha Akita Riverworn stands tall on the small wooden raft, keeping an eye on the downpour. The river was swollen, and his pack were spread out over a few rafts, all looking miserable form the onslaught of the monsoon. We are almost to camp. Akita says, one of the female omegas, Talina holding to his arm. He says nothing, even though it was clear the female thought she wa going to be his Alpha Mate. His mind needed to be focused on the river. There were too many predators in the water.