Leslie
“So here was once a minefield?” Aunt Sierra queried.
She was done with her breakfast and we were now touring round the pack house.
I nodded. “After Alpha Hudson destroyed our pack, he took the rest of them hostage and forced them to work on the mine field and some of his other properties that involved toiling in the sun.”
“You said ‘them’, ” She said slowly. “Does that mean you were not among them?”
I sighed and rubbed the back of my neck. “Actually, Alpha Hudson married me.”
“What?” She half yelled. “At the age of nineteen? What was he, a pedophile?”
“Aunt-” I tried saying but she cut me off.
“Okay, I know he was forty or so according to what I heard but come on… a man close to his fifties marrying a girl of nineteen.” Her face was red with anger and her breath was ragged,
