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She had wondered privately if the stink of the city alone could coerce her to follow her husband’s command to stay indoors, though she considered it highly unlikely. As she had paused to examine the books lining the shelves, the faint beginnings of her good humour had fled. The titles on the spines leered down at her, the jagged lettering contriving rotten faces of their own. Woman and Sin, they read. The Keeping of a Good Wife. Accomplishments Acceptable in the Female Gender.

I know what she’s talking about. It’s no secret that our shifter society is largely patriarchal. The overwhelming belief is that men are the leaders and no one can do it better. Women are seen as weak and in need of constant protection. Some packs don’t allow women warriors or women in any leadership position. That’s never been our pack’s philosophy. I never even thought that was good practice.

Dominants are the rarest and most desired in each species. Dominant Alphas and Omegas are at the pinnacle of society; even if they are poor at birth, there is a high likelihood they will be adopted into high society. In the case of dominant omegas, they will be adopted as future wives to dominant alphas. Most dominant alphas will be adopted as heirs. The tradition has been there for centuries; hence dominant omegas and alphas almost always come from affluent backgrounds. Recessive Alphas occupy the upper middle class, while recessive omegas are the most socioeconomically disadvantaged; due to their frail bodies and frequent heat periods, they are deemed unsuitable for commercial workplaces;

“Society brings up stupid expectations and we are supposed to live by that. The woman who is rich most times doesn’t get married early or sometimes doesn’t get married at all. Because men are scared of them. Men are full of pride and always want to be in control, Ben. They are intimidated by the success of a woman” “Definitely. We are born that way. It takes humility to break off from the spell” “If you become successful as a woman, you are in trouble. If you don’t, you are in trouble. This is the narrative of the society” “But it is still a woman’s world,’ Ben laughed. Evelyn had heard that expression many times but didn’t think it was true. In response, she said rather thoughtfully “It app

added Roam. I snorted. Typical male rhetoric that a female’s worth was equated to her womb and fertility. That is all we are good for to make cubs and be obedient, serve our mates, and put our own dreams and needs aside. But what of those of us who are barren? Who want to be more than just a mother and a servant, or Heaven forbid did not want to be a mother at all? The packs had even less a place for us than the outside world did. At least the human world was coming around slowly to the value and worth of women beyond breeding.

My interest lay in understanding how sexism had evolved due to Western culture's treatment of women, driven more by curiosity than staunch feminism. For instance, before Europeans arrived in North America, many Native American communities were matriarchal. Women held leadership roles, deciding who to be with while men vied for their affection. Divorce and lengthy courtships were commonplace. When Europeans settled in America, their way of life became the societal norm. Numerous examples like this fascinated me. I only hoped I had an attentive audience reviewing my work. I had dedicated my entire summer to reach this point, and I couldn't bear it if someone disliked or disagreed with my findi

Mundane administrative details that make my eyes glaze over. Then I reach the laws established by Kei's father. My expression slowly darkens. "What the fuck?" I flip another page. Then another. And another. My disgust grows with each line, coiling in my stomach like a venomous snake. Women were forbidden from owning property without a male guardian's approval. Women couldn't inherit leadership positions, regardless of capability. Women were barred from becoming warriors, healers, or holding any position of authority beyond domestic servitude. A woman's primary function was explicitly defined as childbearing and sexual service to her mate.

On the way here, everyone had been fawning over him. But his high status made Freya all the more determined to stand tall before him. She wanted everyone to see that even someone as noble as Frederick had to coax and indulge her. The women of this realm had been afraid of their own husbands for far too long. That fear was why they were always seen as lesser. But why should they be? If there were no women, there would be no men. So, why did society place men above all? Today, she would make everyone take notice and see for themselves just how different she was from all those timid girls.

I’d always wanted Fiona’s daughter on a deeper, sicker level than I was ever allowed to admit. How could I want both mother and daughter? But God help me, I did. Gemma was young, reckless, and fueled by pure rage. A beautiful spitfire that no one could tame. She used to run around the house in tiny booty shorts and thin, fabric bra tops. Never wearing a bra. Always teasing me. She’d bend over in the kitchen and push her ass toward me, or touch herself by her bedroom door when she knew Fiona wasn’t home. Every temptation had made it impossible to breathe. I’d spent countless nights stroking my cock from the bed I shared with her mother, imagining this exact moment, her sliding her tight throa