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~Daphne’s Point of View~

I watched as one of the biggest men I’d ever seen in my life playfully fed Gabby grapes and cooed at her as if she were a cat. Or a poodle. Some little animal. He had to be three times her size and I was desperate to know what kind of hybrid he was, though I was quickly learning that didn’t necessarily mean shifter. What was sex like with the two of them? Weird…

There were actual fairies apparently. I had no clue if that meant like a little Tinkerbell or an elf or what the hell. But apparently hybrid human can be a very vague term.

I rubbed my hands on the weird material of the dress Gabby had given me. Hemp? Definitely didn’t seem like cotton. It was kinda itchy and I had to hope my skin would adapt because going naked wasn’t an option. I also needed more bras and pretty quick. I had come with some clothes, and I hoped like hell they were somewhere.

“Ohh Tracy,” Gabby said, playfully swatting at him and laughing.

I nearly snickered. Giant lumberjack Hulk