Stakes Claim On Her

103 years after the war.

The murmur of the lobby, the occasional squeak of freshly polished shoes on linoleum, and the fresh scent of flowers and honey the wall air freshener pumped out greeted me as I walked out of the back room to start my morning shift.

The same eight to eight shift I worked six days a week, but I would never complain; partly in fear of what would happen if I was ever to speak out against a werewolf and partly because I know that I have it better then many in this world.

Many humans in this world know only struggle and hunger and abuse.

The pack territory you lived in almost entirely determined what your life is like.

I hear some packs treat their humans as equals.

What a dream that would be.

Here we fall somewhere in the middle.

Humans have some tights.

They are free to work, educate themselves, and own businesses.

But if you couldn't make a living within the human communities, and they didn't have an open position for pack jobs you were on your own.

Humans aren't seen as equals here and if a wolf asked you to something, as long as it is within pack laws, you had to do it.

If you didn't, you could be beaten.

The punishments for humans are mostly the same for wolves who break the laws, which is sometimes worse for us because the punishments are meant for bodies that can handle a lot more than we can.

Usually, you are given lashes, while tied to a post in front of the pack housing center, where many of the prominent wolves live.

The punishment is extremely humiliating for humans; you are stripped naked before being lashed.

Wolves are much more comfortable with nudity than humans are, so the stripping part is never an issue for them.

I only ever hear stories of what the world was like before werewolves took over.

A place where humans weren't whipped for disobeying silly orders.

The wolves don't allow the history to be taught in schools, probably fearing humans would want to bring the world back to the way it was.

Their thinking is how could we want for something we don't know existed? But they made the mistake of thinking that they could keep the history of our freedom a secret.

Not that it mattered.

Their grip on our lives was too strong.

There would be no rebellion anytime soon, no matter what we know.

A rough arm and sharp shake snapped me from my thoughts.

"Hey! I'm talking to you!"

A deep voice spoke to me.

and looked

on his face, and

dressed finely, in a pressed navy suit

the power that radiated off him, he was clearly of higher status, like the majority of

he was a werewolf, but the woman standing

with her head bowed towards the ground and her

mistaken as someone who was just shier then average, if it wasn't for the shiny gold collar wrapped around her neck and

just any

She was a pet.

standing

werewolf world, as

don't think I have ever seen a vampire as physically old

was probably in his late forties, early

common in

pets were a

he took over for his

more moderate view of how humans

other packs and from

no

is conference room

clearly angered by my

was now fully on the

the left of the lobby, and the receptionist will show you to the room,’’ I spoke as softly and

moment a visitor could strike me, and no one would do anything, assuming I must have

let

up in my thoughts I hadn't realized he had kept a hold

my arm was all that was left of the

arm was clearly going to bruise, as my skin usually did whenever I

a kind way, at least not

greet people and direct them wherever

the vampire was the only bad experience of

hear whispered close to my

around to face the person who spoke the words and come face to face with Adam.He

what's up?"

darlin?”

"Lunchtime."

me for lunch, seeing as I tend to get lost in my thoughts and forget

would say, it's one of my many flaws

Adam through the lobby and back into the employees only

into the dimly lit and rather dingy little room the human employees were

wall are paper

bags and go

sit down my chair rocks and

hear Adams laugh loud and clear, he obviously found my

not funny,'' I grumble as I open

hunk of

funny.’’ Adam