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POV Katerine

“Katerine. An important man and his associates will be coming to eat soon. I need everything to be perfect; we're just one day away from Christmas Eve,” I heard the voice of Dalila, my boss.

Dalila was an elderly woman who ran a restaurant right on the edge of the pack from which I was expelled as a traitor a couple of years ago.

In fact, I was born in the Blue Lake pack, ruled by one of the most dangerous and powerful kings of all time.

However, our pack was the only one where everyone knew their wolves by the age of five. But I was already eighteen and still didn't know mine, which made me a mere omega, as useless as a human. That's why everyone in Blue Lake mistreated me and blamed me for everything that happened.

Since my birth, the pack had increased its attacks, and one night, while I was out picking flowers, the alpha mansion was attacked by humans and Queen Abby was killed.

It wasn't long before one of the alphas sent me to the dungeon, blaming me, like the rest of the pack, for treason. Although I tried to explain my innocence, everyone had decided to expel me.

That same night, the alpha's son, Dilan, took me out of the dungeon and dragged me through the pack while the rest threw things at me and insulted me for what had happened.

I just cried, not knowing what else to say. After all, I was just a useless omega living among ferocious wolves.

Luckily, a woman named Ammary rescued me from the forest and took me to her mother, Dalila, who owned a restaurant where I began working as a waitress.

However, Ammary fell in love with a werewolf and gave birth to two cubs who never got to know her, when suddenly, the kingdom ordered the killing of humans and killed Dalila's daughter, leaving her alone with her two grandchildren.

“Good heavens, Katerine, are you listening to me?!” Dalila asked, tapping me on the head.

“Yes, no, what were you saying?” I asked, shaking my head.

Dalila looked at me with a raised eyebrow and handed me a list of tasks. “Just do what's on here. You can order the other waitresses to help you. I trust you,” Dalila said with a smile.

I nodded and went to the kitchen, where the rest of the waitresses were, and began giving them instructions.

“What? Businessmen? Oh my God, this is exciting! They must be some attractive gods,” said one of the waitresses as she ran to one of the mirrors in the hallway. “We can't go out in this uniform! Especially on Christmas Eve!” said another.

She looked at her waitress uniform and made a loud gesture with her lips.

The truth is, I never cared much about our uniform; after all, my body wasn't very pretty. I had thick legs and large breasts. Plus, my butt was big and round.

However, I had a narrow waist and a sharp face, with freckles on my cheeks that matched my honey-colored eyes.

On the other hand, I had long, blonde hair, although I always wore it up.

Unlike me, Daniela had a slender body, was very tall, and was always smiling, full of energy.

“We have to change these horrible clothes urgently. Maybe one of those men will be interested in us, it would be our Christmas present!” announced the other waitress, Caroline.

“Oh, that would be great. I'll take care of finding something better for us to wear,” added Daniela with a big smile.

I saw her leave the kitchen without giving me a chance to reply, but just as I was about to follow her, I heard shouting from the second door of the kitchen.

“Kate! Kate!”

The voices of two children echoed as they ran toward me. I couldn't help but turn around and see the twins, Liam and Liana, Dalila's grandchildren.

“But what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be studying? Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, you should be helping Dalila with the decorations in the cabin,” I asked, bending down to greet them.

In fact, ever since their mother was killed by members of my former pack, I felt responsible for them and decided to raise them as if they were my little siblings.

“We came to visit you. We were very bored,” Liana said, pouting.

Both cubs had met their wolves at a very young age, just like all the members of the Blue Lake pack.

With a slight smile, I looked at them and took them to one of the tables to feed them. But in the middle of the meal, Liana looked at me with a grimace on her lips.

“Kate, I heard some werewolves were coming to eat,” she said, sounding a little nervous.

I looked at her and opened my eyes in surprise: “Werewolves? No, businessmen are coming...” I said.

Hearing this, both the cubs and Daniela looked at each other mockingly.

“Good heavens, Katerine, are you really that clueless?! We live on the edge of the werewolf pack; they're the only businessmen around,” said Daniela.

Damn, how could I have forgotten? We were just a silly little town in the middle of dozens of wolf packs.

“You mean the businessmen and partners are the alphas of those packs?” I asked, still intrigued.

Damn, now that I thought about it, it all made sense. As I thought about it, I felt a wave of nerves wash over me. What if the king came? What if that man decided to kill me? I couldn't let that happen. Who would take care of the cubs and Dalila?

With that in mind, I got up from the table and forced a calm expression. “I think you should go home. It's getting dark, and today is Christmas Eve. Look! We have to finish hanging the last string of lights outside.”

Both puppies looked at me and pouted, about to reply. But I didn't give them a chance to respond. I just handed them some sandwiches and sent them on their way.

“Please go straight home and don't get distracted. I don't want you to come near me today. I promise I'll be back soon to help you put up the tree and drink hot chocolate, okay?” I said as I took their little hands.

They both nodded and, after giving me a big hug, left the restaurant. After that, a deep sigh escaped my lips.

No matter how nervous I was, I needed to do my job and serve these werewolves as best I could.

Without further ado, I began to organize the entire restaurant. Soft Christmas carols filled the air. I made sure the pine and cinnamon scented candles were lit on every table, and that the little holly wreaths we had placed in the windows were lined up.

The entire main room, covered in green garlands with red berries and twinkling gold lights, felt warm and cozy, despite the tension. It was a perfect setting for a Christmas card, or at least it was before an alpha arrived to ruin it.

On the other hand, all the townspeople spruced up the small streets and cottages, hoping that big businessmen would take an interest in us. You could smell the cold, sweet winter air, mixed with the scent of lit fireplaces and punch.

The next morning, I had finished preparing everything in the restaurant. The huge Christmas log, which Dalila had lit at dawn, crackled softly in the stone fireplace, giving off a comforting warmth