Otsana's POV

Otsana’s POV

My name is Otsana daughter of the alpha Sandalio. When the alarm goes off, I immediately get out of bed. It is presently 4:00 in the morning. After I've had breakfast in the morning, I get out of bed and dress for the day in both my work clothes and my leisure clothing. I then go to the office. I get up and go downstairs to the kitchen, where I immediately get to work making supper. But before that, I go out onto the terrace for a cup of coffee and some fresh air. It is still too early for anybody to be up and about, so everything is still quiet and pitch black. To tell you the truth, I haven't been able to kick back and relax all day, so you can imagine how much I love this. As soon as I've finished my cup of coffee, I go inside to begin putting together breakfast for my family. I belong to the one and only family that is authorized to reside in the Brown werewolves’s residence. My paternal grandfather was of the Brown werewolf race. My grandparents and both of my brothers and their families have made this their permanent home. Despite the fact that we have a blood connection, they treat me like a slave. My "bedroom" is really simply a closet that I keep my clothes in. My family relies on me to handle all of the cooking and cleaning, and I have very little freedom to leave the home due to these obligations.

When I was organizing a supper for a group of people, I made certain that I would have plenty of time to finish everything before the others came. This is the correct method to use when piling pancakes on top of one another. My younger brother is 30 years old, and my elder brother is 20 years old. Both of them are powerful and skilled combatants. They take in a significant quantity of calories. In addition, I cook some sausage and bacon and bake some blueberry muffins so that there would be enough food for everyone.

I am just about done with breakfast and the dishes when I become aware of sounds coming from above. Before I rushed downstairs to start the laundry, I hastily set the table with the appropriate place settings. I will go out of my way to avoid being in their path whenever it is feasible. I can hear them making their way down the stairway towards the basement, where they will begin to gorge themselves. Thank God; maybe today won't turn out to be as bad as I feared after all. Because my dad is scheduled to meet with a Brown werewolf who is a member of a different pack today, he will be absent for a significant portion of the day.

Around an hour later, while I was folding clothes in the laundry room, I got a whiff of that unpleasant odor, and I was able to determine that the person behind me was the one who had been responsible for it. As I turn around, I see David Jenir waiting for me at the entrance to the room. He wraps his hands around my neck and then moves in for a kiss on the lips.

 After that, he instantly spat in my ear. I tremble and tilt my head to the side.

He brings his fingers together and takes a significant inhalation of my hair before continuing. I can feel his adrenaline rising as he presses himself up against me. I'm sorry, but I can't f**k you right now. Sorry about that. However, I'm going to make an exception just for tonight. He applies further pressure on my neck while simultaneously wrapping his free hand around my waist and grabbing my a**. "Are you quite sure that you understand it?" This is the query that the other individual raised. My only response is a simple nod. He releases his grip on me and moves away. I have nowhere else to turn, so I grit my teeth and cry for assistance. After he has finished getting dressed and straightening his hair, he will continue climbing. Please have a dish of coffee and muffins sent to your father's place of business within the next hour. It is impossible for me to have you in this room when the other brown werewolf is here. He is talking to himself over his shoulder as he walks up the stairs.

I wait around thirty minutes before going upstairs to clean the table and arrange the tray, at which point I am certain that they have left. I immediately take the tray to my father's office and knock on the door before proceeding. "Go ahead in." He yells and increases the volume of his voice. I take a deep breath and then go inside. My father and David Jenir may both be found working now. David Mayer shouts for the cat to hurry over to him as I rapidly clean the tray. "Cat, come over here!" I wiggled my way closer and closer to the edge of the couch. He's grinning widely at me as he raises his eyes to gaze at me. Please come back and sit on my lap; I've missed having you here, kitten. I've missed you. He grabs my hips and drags me into his lap while I am still trying to resist. I don't bother trying to do anything since I'm well aware of the fact that it would be a waste of time and energy to do so.

Even though my dad hasn't glanced up from the job he's doing in quite some time, it may seem as if he's not paying attention to anything that's going on, but I know he is. David Jenir comes closer and puts his nose on my neck.

He whispers in my ear, "I am looking forward to the event that will be taking place tonight. There could be some free time before the meeting, is it possible? Both of us jump as we hear the sound of someone outside the door. He reaches out and runs his fingers over my shirt, but we are both startled by the sound. Which prompts me to respond, "It seems as if we'll have to wait until it gets dark, since they're up so early." He groans and pushes me off of him with his hand. I take a few steps backwards away from the sofa so there would be some distance between us. When my father comes home, you'll find me standing next to his office desk.

That was the pits, literally. I lived in this world for a very long time, and despite the fact that I despise David Jenir and that my father had a strong desire for him to be my husband, I was unaware that one day my real destiny would alter everything.