Tales of Aradia The Last Witch Volume 3 by L.A. Jones Read Free Book Online Page B

continued. "Yeah you
never have to worry about exposure or anything, but you are also
expected to follow the laws of the pack more strictly. Meaning
there is only one type of hierarchy where the Alpha wolf is king,
and tyrant and we obey his orders without any hesitation! So we
have no voting rights or anything, we just do what we are
told!"
    She sighed, and rubbed her
hand over her face.
    "That was the society I was
born and raised in, it was a secluded village where everyone were
werewolves. Although we had exposure to the outside world, we still
lived like animals in so many ways. We participated in hunts, we
had fights in our wolf forms to determine who our leaders were, we
had specific rankings of which we were born into, and could not
escape. Most especially, if we argued with our leaders we were
punished severely."
    Brenna shuddered at the
memories.
    "But for a while it wasn't
so bad until our Alpha's youngest son was born. He was trouble from
day one. He terrorized everyone and made anyone who defied him
lives pure hell. Worst of all, he had the strength to back up his
hostile attitude and whenever he challenged someone he always won.
No one stood up to him and no one dared. The day our Alpha died his
eldest son took over his place as the leader of the whole town and
although we all knew, it was inevitable we were still shocked when
the Alpha's youngest challenged his brother for the leadership.
Many were confident that the boy would finally be put in his place
by his brother, but I had grown up with him and I knew beating him
wouldn't be that easy."
    Brenna paused, but only for
a few seconds. "He defeated his eldest brother in barely under an
hour. However, instead of banishing him as was the traditional way
he killed him in front of everyone. His own brother! Brutally! We
were all shocked, but we ignored it because he was now in charge
and none of us thought to defy him. We all believed that things
were not going to get worse, but boy did they ever! He ruled our
whole town with an iron fist! He took what he wanted from all of us
no matter what it was food, property, women, drugs, anything! It
was all his and whatever treatment he dished out we took it. Over
the years, many tried to challenge him for his position, but every
time he beat and killed them. He and his friends would patrol the
town like a gang, and in all honesty, that is what they were. We
thought it could not get worse until one day he announced he was
going to choose a bride. Ironically, or more like expectedly,
hundreds of woman spent the following months making themselves up
and throwing themselves at his feet. All of them that is except for
me."
    Brenna sighed again, inhaled
a slow breath, and exhaled it just as slowly.
    "I may have grown up with
him, born in the same year as him, and was basically the same age
as he was but I never really liked him or even found him
attractive. In my opinion, he was nothing more than a petty tyrant
was. Therefore, while other women pranced around him like trained
ponies I avoided him like the plague. However, it did no good
because on the very day of the deadline he called a town meeting
and in front of everyone he announced that he had chosen me as his
bride!"
    Xan looked at Brenna in
disbelief, but she did not even turn her head to face
him.
    "I don't think you can
imagine how frightened I was," She continued. "I wanted to say no,
but I knew that if I did not only would I be killed, but my whole
family would be killed along with me! So with a heavy heart and my
eyes full of tears, I married that evil, twisted, sadistic,
tyrannical son-of-a-bitch."
    "Did you consummate your
marriage?" Xan asked.
    Brenna sighed before
replying. "It depends if you think rape can be considered
consummation."
    Xan shifted his gaze to the
ground but alas, Brenna was not done.
    "If I thought the wedding
night was hell, the following months were worse. He openly cheated
on me, beat me whenever I displeased him even in public, and