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Chapter 134

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I now know what it means to be treated like an animal. I knew that some humans hated wolves and witches. I grew up surrounded by the teachings of The Brotherhood, indoctrinated in their rights from early childhood.

But it wasn’t until today that I finally saw the truth of it. It’s one thing to be taught that wolves are dogs; it is quite another to be treated as one.

The cart they pushed me inside of was made of several cages that can snap together, creating rectangular prisms of various lengths and widths. Each box has a solid base of silver which burns and blisters the flesh until it calluses over. My tender flesh wasn’t prepared for the torture of it, and they laughed as they shoved me inside, throwing me a rotten-smelling towel from the back of the van to use as a barrier. It smells like vomit and piss, but it’s still better than the smell of my own flesh, and far better than some of the wolves have in the adjoining cages.

Looking across the row of prisoners, there are
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Sorry for the long wait for the next chapter. I've been very sick and barely able to sit at a computer. I have an eye infection as well as a really bad chest infection. I have been to the doctor twice now and given a variety of meds. I should now be on the mend. I am committed to finishing this story this month. When it is done, what would you like to read next? Would you like me to continue this story as a special add-on to this one, or would you prefer a complete prequel/sequel? If so, would you like a story about Araminta and the witch wars? Rudy and Hazel? Let me know in the comments :) Also, please vote for this story with your gems. The more votes it receives, the better rankings it receives, the more likely my editor will sign another story. :)

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