He was human. That had never crossed my mind. I’d suspected a magic user of some kind, simply by the fact that he was with Kateri and in this town. Cauldron Creek was as insular as it was protected. A haven town for preternatural beings of all types. Had been that way since its inception in 1692.
But there was no magic in him that I could feel. No shifter or fae. Nothing but the warm scent of human male, tinged with coffee and sugar, though I suspected that was more from his meal with Kateri than part of his normal scent.
This close, he was even more beautiful than I’d originally thought. Like most shifters, I was what could be considered pansexual. I wasn’t attracted to certain genders so much as the person themselves. It was suspected that Fate had designed shifters that way so we woul
