Dear Enemy, You're My Mate
"Right, I might not like you, Patricia, but I can recognize power when I see it—you and that alien beat the crap out of the werewolf who no one else could knock out."
"Hey!" Finn shouts in an insulted tone. "I'm a fairy, not a freaking alien!"
Riley narrows her gaze. "Fairies don't exist."
Finn grunts a response and stands up, casting a massive shadow over the others with his unnatural height. Wings sprout out from his muscular back, iridescent, with some parts glowing in blue.
"Amazing!" I whisper in awe.
Finn crosses his arms over his chest to mimic Riley's stance, and then a grin reaches his ears. "What was that about fairies not existing?"
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