-Angela-
“So, you want me to just shoot the tree?” I asked as the queen held out the gun to me.
The next day, I found myself pulled outside with all the other females for a shooting session. I wasn’t sure why exactly, but it seemed I had no choice, as they had come to fetch me from my room shortly after lunch.
“That’s about it,” the queen replied.
“And then what?”
“Then we drink,” Lara said, raising the beer in her hand, already starting to indulge.
“It’s tradition,” Lily added.
“Tradition?” I echoed, curious.
“We all do it,” Isabella chimed in, raising her own gun and shooting at the tree twice. “It’s freeing.”
She winked at me, and the queen nodded towards the gun in her hand.
“I’m not sure Hunter and Elijah would want me to do this,” I said hesitantly.
The last time I had he
