This is one of the days I have feared for. My clan doesn’t even accept me as one of them, how much more would it be to these cruel humans. I knew they do not like me because they fear me. They do not understand me, instead, they will try their best to kill me behind. The only person who accepted me for who I am is Alexander.
As he opened the door, I held his right hand as tight as I could. The King and Queen’s death glares aimed at me.
I was terrified of what they are going to think about me, I was glad I was able to veil my anxiousness. I wore a genuine smile and the right amount of confidence.
Deep inside me, I could feel all my muscles tighten nervously. Is this what those people feel when they meet their other half’s parents? I am not sure. Some would be happy because they know th
