But I never expected to be on the receiving end of it. My father is a Shifter. How could any of them hate me?
She hated admitting it, but she had been scared. She was scared.
Maybe I made a mistake in taking this job. Maybe I was too desperate.
But she knew she hadn’t been. She didn’t have a choice. She’d just gotten out of her apartment lease, too, so there was absolutely no going back. She was committed to living with her parents – and teaching Shifters all sorts of stuff even she didn’t know.
What kind of a teacher does that make me?
She’d been spending the evenings studying the material she’d been going over. There was a lot more science involved than she’d ever thought. Besides the obvious part of teaching just how fires worked, there was a lot of medical stuff, as well.
