Maria Hill and Reese
Ever since he'd been told that hunting wasn't a good idea, Reese had felt useless. Yes, yes, he was helping with the building as much as he could, but he'd felt that providing food was something that he could maybe do better than just about anyone else. Maybe that had just been wishful thinking, though, since they'd apparently ended up with more food than they could possibly eat.
The thing was, Reese wasn't all that special. He wasn't an Alpha. He wasn't anything, really. He was little more than a mutt - he would have been a mutt if the Pack hadn't helped him out as much as they had and if Nick and Antonio hadn't taken him in.
Nick - who had no idea who he was now.
Reese sighed deeply and sat down with his hands behind him propping him up. It was a moment before he noticed the woman next to him, and smiled a little.