Otsana
As I stepped through the ornately carved door to my new quarters, I felt like I had been transported into a world of luxury and beauty. "Welcome, Alpha Breeder Otsana," two maids greeted me, curtsying low. "I am Nina, and this is Laila. We will be your personal attendants while you are here." The room was decorated with plush carpets and velvet drapes, with a four-poster bed that looked like it belonged in a palace. I felt a wave of astonishment wash over me. I took a moment to take it all in, my eyes roaming over the rich tapestries and ornate furniture. A pair of exotic birds fluttered in a gilded cage, chirping and trilling a haunting melody as they watched me with curious eyes. I smiled at the birds, feeling a flutter of hope in my chest. Perhaps this new life would not be so bad after all. "Alpha Breeder Otsana," Nina said, her voice filled with excitement. "Alpha Ralph has sent us this beautiful red dress for you to wear to the welcome dinner. He wants you to look your best for the occasion." Laila rushed over, carrying a steaming bath and delicately scented soaps. "You must freshen up and relax before the festivities," she said, smiling warmly. "Let us take care of everything for you." "Thank you," I said, my heart fluttering with nerves and excitement. "This is all so new to me. Tell me, what can I expect at the welcome dinner?" Nina and Laila exchanged a smile. "Oh, it's a grand affair," Nina said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "The Alpha and his most trusted advisors will be there to welcome you to the pack. You'll be treated like royalty!" "And the food!" Laila added, a dreamy expression on her face. "The cooks have been preparing a feast fit for the gods. "You'll have to watch out for one person, though," Nina warned, her voice dropping to a hushed whisper. "Nicole, the last Alpha's breeder. She's not happy about being replaced, and she's been causing trouble for everyone." Laila nodded, her expression growing serious. "It's best to avoid her if you can. She's not to be trusted." I felt a twinge of unease at their words, but brushed it off. Surely I could handle a little drama, given the luxurious life I would be leading here. "Tell us about your pack, the Moonlight Pack," Nina said, her eyes shining with curiosity. "Was it as luxurious as here?" "Oh, not at all," I replied. "It was much more modest, but my stepfather, Alpha Grayson, was a good leader. He cared deeply for his pack and wanted only the best for us." I didn't want to reveal the harsh truth about my life there, not wanting to tarnish Alpha Grayson's image in their eyes. After all, he'd always be my step father… The maids nodded in understanding, accepting my explanation. They gently helped me into the steaming bath, pouring scented soaps over my skin and scrubbing away the dirt and grime of my journey. The warm water enveloped me, soothed my aching muscles, and calmed my racing heart. As they massaged fragrant oils into my hair and skin, I felt a wave of gratitude and acceptance wash over me. It feels good to live a good life, I muttered under my breath. I wrapped myself in a thick, luxurious towel, still damp from my bath, and studied myself in the mirror. My skin seemed to be glowing, almost as if it were glittering. I blinked, wondering if it was some trick of the light, but it was still there. "Why is the Alpha being so nice to me?" I asked the maids, my voice filled with confusion. They exchanged a look of surprise. "We are equally stunned," Nina admitted. "Alpha Ralph has never been so generous to a breeder before. Perhaps you are special to him." My heart skipped a beat at the word "special." What makes me special? But then, a glint of silver caught my eye. I rushed to the window and peered down, my breath catching in my throat. A beautiful unicorn stood in the courtyard, its mane and tail shimmering with silver and gold. "Whose unicorn is that?" I asked the maids, breathless with excitement. They exchanged a sad glance. "It belongs to Alpha Ralph's late brother," Laila said, her voice low. "Oh, that is heartbreaking," I murmured, watching the unicorn prance in the courtyard, its silver horn gleaming in the fading light. "I'll be right back", " I said to them, as I made my way out of the room. "Alpha Breeder Otsana!" the maids called out. "You can't touch the Unicorn, you must come back and get dressed! The welcome dinner will be starting soon!" But I was already halfway down the stairs, my heart pounding with excitement. I had to see the unicorn up close. "I won't be long," I called back, a smile stretching across my face. "I just have to see it!" I hurried down the stairs and out into the courtyard, my heart racing with anticipation. The unicorn was even more breathtaking up close, its silver coat shining in the fading light. It nickered softly and inclined its head, allowing me to approach. I reached out a tentative hand, my fingers trembling with excitement as I touched its soft, velvety coat. It whickered again, nuzzling my hand gently. I smiled, my heart overflowing with wonder. "You're beautiful," I whispered. "What's your name?" "Punishments," I heard a deep voice say, and I whirled around to see Alpha Ralph standing behind me, his eyes like burning embers. "Alpha," I stammered, pulling my hand away from the unicorn and smiling nervously. "I didn't know you were here." He stepped forward, his gaze piercing and intense. "Punishments is what you're getting, right away," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "Nobody touches the unicorn." My heart froze in my chest. Alpha Ralph lifted his hand and snapped his fingers, a sharp, commanding gesture. "Guards!" he barked, and within seconds, several burly men clad in leather and steel flooded into the courtyard, their expressions grim and determined. "Take her," Alpha Ralph ordered, his voice like ice. "Flog her." I felt my blood run cold as the guards seized me by the arms, their hands like iron manacles.Ralph I paced the length of my chamber, my thoughts churning like a storm inside my head. Otsana was beautiful and charming, but the prophecy was clear. She would be my downfall. I clenched my fists, my anger rising. I wouldn't let her have the chance to kill me in my sleep. "I'll clip her feathers," I muttered to myself. "I'll turn her into a slave. She'll suffer before she can ever lift a hand against me." I marched to the door and threw it open, bellowing for my beta. "Callan!" Within moments, the loyal wolf was at my side, his eyes questioning. "Alpha Ralph, what is it?" "I want you to go to the kitchen and tell them to stop preparing for the welcome dinner," I ordered, my jaw clenched in anger. "And I want you to take Otsana out of her new quarters and put her in the slave quarters. She'll take part in the work from now on." Callan's eyes widened in surprise. "But Alpha…" I silenced Callan with a raised hand, my eyes flashing with rage. "Silence, Callan," I growled. "Un
Ralph The crowd parted, and a familiar figure stepped into the light. His hair was silver with age, his eyes as sharp as a hawk's, and his face creased with lines of wisdom and experience. It was Jasper, My elder brother, believed to have perished in the war between the Greyhound and Moonlight packs. My mouth fell open in shock, my heart racing as I tried to make sense of this impossible scene. "Jasper?" I whispered, my voice hoarse with disbelief. Jasper, dead for years, yet here he was, as real and alive as ever. My brother, my right hand, the one I had lost to that accursed war. How could this be? I could feel the gazes of the pack burning into my skin, watching and waiting for my reaction. But I was frozen, my heart in my throat, as I tried to reconcile this reality with the one I thought I knew. "Jasper," I repeated, my voice stronger now. My mind drifted to Otsana, I noticed as she collapsed to the ground, her body quaking with relief. She buried her face in her hands, wee
~RalphI downed my eighth glass of whiskey, the burn doing little to quell the anger simmering inside me. The situation at hand was infuriating, and I tried to pour myself another glass, only to realize I'd finished the bottle."Callan!" I yelled.He rushed over quickly. "Yes, Alpha?" he responded, his voice respectful but tinged with concern."Get me a new bottle of whiskey. This one is finished," I demanded.He looked at me with a mix of worry and hesitation. "Are you sure, Alpha? Not that I'm questioning your wishes, but you've already drunk an entire bottle. You have a meeting with the elders soon," he reminded me gently.I groaned at the thought of the meeting, feeling my frustration mount. "Are you defying me? You know the consequences, right? And yet, you dare to go against me?"Callan's eyes widened slightly, but he didn't back down. "No, Alpha, I would never defy you. I just thought you might want to be at your best for the meeting. But if you want more whiskey, I'll get it f
~Otsana *TWO WEEKS LATER*Everything in the pack had settled back into a routine, and it had been two weeks since Ralph last called for me. I was relieved and secretly hoped things would stay this way forever. He barely seemed to notice me these days, lost in his endless work. I often found myself bored and yearning for something to occupy my time. Being a maid was challenging, but it had its moments of camaraderie with the friends I had made.“You should get down from there, Otsana. The Alpha will be upset if he sees you up here,” Kate said, her voice filled with concern.I was lounging on the balcony, and her warning made it sound like a grave offense, but I knew she was just looking out for me and trying to keep me out of Ralph’s way.I nodded in agreement and headed back to my room, only to find a sparkling, glittery bag placed on my bed. I stared at it, puzzled about who might have left it there for me.Turning to Kate, I asked, "Who brought this bag? I don’t remember ordering a
~Otsana*AT THE PARTY*We got out of the car, and immediately, everyone’s attention was drawn to us. The stares from all around made me feel extremely uncomfortable. I clung tightly to Ralph’s arm, as if afraid the wind might whisk me away if I let go.I swallowed hard, trying to process the situation. The way people, especially women, were looking at us made me feel self-conscious. I knew Ralph was popular, but I had never realized just how much until now.I felt Ralph’s breath on my neck as he leaned in and whispered, “Don’t overthink it. Just stay close to me, and we’ll get through this night together.”I nodded in response, realizing I had no choice but to follow his lead. With no one else around and everyone’s eyes on me like I was an outsider, it felt like I had no other option.We walked into the main hall where the party was taking place. Since it was a charity event, the room was filled with wealthy and influential people.“Welcome, Alpha Ralph,” came a warm greeting.We turn
~RalphThe auctioneer stepped up with a list of items to be auctioned off for charity. As he entered the room, everyone, including me, applauded. He held a microphone in his hands, and the items he presented were stunning.“Thank you all for the warm welcome,” he said into the microphone. “As you know, this charity event is a well-established tradition, so let’s get started with the auction.”The crowd clapped again as he moved to the first item. He raised the microphone to his mouth and announced, “Our first item is a very rare vase. This piece has been passed down through generations and is considered an antique.”“Oooh!” the audience responded in awe.It was no surprise that people were excited; antique items always attracted a lot of interest. I could tell that everyone had heard the news and decided this was the perfect occasion to showcase such a valuable piece.“I’ll start the bidding at $250,” the auctioneer announced, addressing the audience. “Who’s willing to bid $250 for th
~OtsanaWe both flinched at the sound of Ralph's loud voice. I must have been so caught up in my emotions that I hadn’t even noticed he was there. The last thing I wanted was for Callan to get into trouble because of this.Ralph marched toward us, his footsteps heavy and filled with anger. It was clear from his body language that he was on the verge of losing his temper.“Um… I was just trying to protect her from the cold,” Callan said, his voice slightly defensive. “It’s really chilly out here, so I offered her my jacket to help her stay warm.”Ralph’s expression made it obvious that he wasn’t convinced, even though Callan’s explanation was entirely truthful. Ralph didn’t say a word at first, instead slowly raising his eyelids to regard us with a look of frustration.After taking a deep breath to steady himself, Ralph finally spoke. “Just get the car ready. We’re leaving anyway.”His tone left no room for argument, and it was clear that we needed to wrap things up quickly.Ralph walk
~Otsana"Excuse me?" he repeated, his tone laced with confusion.In that moment, I felt completely foolish. My mind went blank, and I couldn't string together a single coherent sentence. Embarrassment washed over me, especially after my impulsive outburst.Before I could even attempt to recover, Lucien appeared, walking over with an air of authority that only added to my anxiety. “What’s going on here? I hope you’re not bothering my guest, Otsana?” he asked, his voice sharp enough to make me jump.Guest? My mind reeled at the word. Just yesterday, Lucien and this man had seemed like sworn enemies, yet here they were, acting like old friends. The shift was so sudden that I struggled to comprehend it.The man beside me chuckled softly, diffusing the tension. “Oh, she’s not bothering me at all,” he said, his voice smooth and reassuring. “We were just talking about the bracelet. I wanted it, but I suppose losing to you wasn’t so bad after all.”I looked up at him, surprised by his unexpec