Stakes Claim On Her

Chapter 1: Working Woman 

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.

head and looked

older, creases on his face, and hair speckled

was dressed finely, in a pressed navy suit and

he was clearly of higher status, like the

werewolf, but the woman standing behind him told me

my age, stood behind his shoulder with her head bowed

was just shier then average, if it wasn't for the shiny gold collar wrapped around her neck and the chain that snaked from the collar to the cuffs on her wrists and ended in the right hand of the man standing

wasn't just

She was a pet.

standing before me was clearly

see many of his kind in the werewolf world, as

think I have ever seen a

probably in his late forties, early

common in the

felt pets were a step too

outlawed pets when he took over for his

moderate view of

and from other countries who own pets to

no one is

conference room

spits out, clearly angered by

fully on the

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

would do anything, assuming I must have done something to

let go of my

caught up in my thoughts I hadn't realized he

left of the man

bruise, as my skin usually

never touched us in a kind way,

and continued to greet people and direct them wherever they

with the vampire was the only bad experience of

beautiful” I hear whispered close

with Adam.He was nice enough,

what's up?" I

darlin?”

"Lunchtime."

and gets me for lunch, seeing as I tend to get

would say, it's one of my many flaws as

follow Adam through the lobby and back into

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

back wall are paper bags filled with

grab our bags and go to sit at

my chair rocks and almost

Adams laugh loud and clear, he obviously found my almost

so not funny,'' I grumble

hunk of

Adam laughing

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