Documents, papers and contracts dated years before Xerxes met me sat in a thick file. The words on some of the documents described many meetings which were held. Printed emails between a handful of persons were pressed between the documents. Old written notes, with liquid stains on the edges fell as I lifted the file.
A few of these contracts were signed by Xerxes and his mother and other werewolves, more than ten years ago. The information spoke of implementing the laws which humans had to abide by, the approval of werewolves forcefully making families move from their homes and allowing werewolves to treat them as they pleased.
And then, a folded paper, which appeared to be a letter from five years after the contract was signed, showed that Xerxes regretted his decision. He had not yet tried to stop what was taking place towards humans, but had instead told the individual on the receiving end of the letter about his remorse. He expressed his frustration towards his mother, who was still firm on the initial plans. The letter was supposed to be mailed to a werewolf who I didn't know and it seemed that Xerxes had decided against sending it.
A handful of notes showed him going back and forth on whether or not he should stick with what he had agreed on, or to halt and rid the system which was taking place.
Finally, a year before we met, he created another heap of contracts, which detailed specific information about human rights and wage payments, which were signed by both Xerxes and other werewolves from various towns and countries. He wanted humans to continue to work in his businesses, but a large increase in pay was to be given, and the living and working conditions were to be improved, which slowly began to happen.
Werewolves, as expected, were against his ideas. They had enjoyed their comfortable lifestyles and wanted nothing to change. But Xerxes being who he was, overpowered any of their protests, making them have little choice but to do as he wanted. He, for whatever reason, had once cherished his mother's opinions, but as time passed, and she saw that he began drifting away from what they had agreed on, only caused her to be furious. Months ago, when Xerxes finally turned his attention to the town which I lived in, their relationship drastically changed for the worse.
My hands shook as I gathered all of these things, re-reading them once more. The light from the window beamed through, brightening the words more. Voices from below rose in volume as more people ate breakfast, dishes clanking loudly together. The thought of food only furthered the knot in my stomach and I sighed softly, dropping the stacks of papers down.
My mind was racing, a throb by my temples increasing as a headache formed. Staring at the papers, reading all of them, had been mentally draining, yet I had kept on, because of curiosity. There was so much to process, so many emotions flooding my body.
Whilst I now understood that Xerxes had been for a while shifting and deconstructing the unjust ways of things were in several towns, he still had chosen to sign that contract, to strip away the rights of many people. And that action was not to be taken lightly, or to be easily forgiven.
I was secretly relieved when a knock sounded by my door and a young lady entered. My attention on the information was gone as she assisted me in packing some of my bags. I was leaving in the evening and would arrive back home early the next morning.
Afterwards, I decided that I would be revisiting the mall; there was still a few more things I wanted to buy for my family. I took a quick shower and skipped breakfast. I sent a quick text to Penelope, telling her that I would be out for the morning and would return later in the afternoon.
Destiny joined me as I walked to the mall. She too had a few things that she needed to buy from there. She was mostly silent throughout the journey to the large mall, only dropping a few comments about the chilly weather and greeting some people she knew.
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