Chapter 9
Her crying didn’t last long. She was agitated, needed contact with someone who wouldn’t rub her nose in her guilt right now. She turned to her social media accounts for comfort, smiling when she saw a message from an online acquaintance.
Her name was Abby and she was part of a few of the same groups and online gathering places as Martha. The direct message request had come as a bit of a surprise but with so many common interests and common friends Martha saw no harm in talking to the younger girl.
Abby was a university student, taking political sciences somewhere in the south. Her focus was on human-shifter relations, something she’d always been interested in, something she felt was more important now than ever, what with the Human Order rearing its head.
She wasn’t a shifter
