Warrior's human mate
"I would've been fine knowing the guy I met in the States, named James, was just a human. Lived happily. Died peacefully. Amen! I didn’t need to know any of this!"
Then she paused, squinting at me.
"Wait. A werewolf? Aren’t they, like… gray and stand on two legs and only turn during the full moon or something?"
"Nope," I said, popping the 'p' to emphasize the nonsense humans believed. I glanced at her—she stared back blankly.
"You’re mean! Why would you show me this? I was sleeping nicely not knowing!"
She slumped in her seat with a whine.
I stayed silent for a moment. I had imagined this conversation so many times, but now that I actually had to explain everything, I was speechless.
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