The new cook of Silver Fur's Pack

Sarah's pov

I was in disbelief as the woman suddenly shoved the bucket in my hands like she was tired of holding it.

"Get a mop from the closet over there and clean up this mess. Lock the doors after you're done and I never want to see you in this room again. Do you hear me?"

I just stood there, visibly shaking in anger, my knuckles getting white from my hard grip on the bucket, and yet I tried to compose myself.

I didn't know this woman or what she was capable of for her to treat us this way, so I did the one the one thing I would have never done when someone bullied my sister. I smiled and politely said.

"And who are you?"

She snorted, pushing a stray strand of her from her heat bun, back atop of head. She looked disgusted- like the sight of us wanted to make her barf.

"You humans are just over insensitive and curious about just everything. It's no wonder you're even here in the first place and all you need to know is that I'm the head Omega of this pack and the quarters for m