Lily
I really enjoyed the drive with Gloria, and it felt like we had been friends for years. We talked and laughed as we sped down the highway to Georgia. She was interesting, and I enjoyed learning about her life in journaling. She said her animal was a monkey which helped her get the scoop on stories.
“So, Lily,” she said after an hour of driving. “Tell me about your family. What happened the last time you were in town?”
“I tried to talk to James,” I sighed. “But he had met his mate and didn’t even want to consider giving us another chance.”
“Why would he want that if he met his mate?” she asked.
“Because she’s a human,” I scoffed and rolled my eyes.
“What? How’s that even possible?” she said. “Humans can’t even carry shifter babies. How is mating a shifter to a human even produc
