JASMINE
Jack and Tyler pulled into my driveway on Sunday afternoon. I ran out as soon as they arrived and hopped in the back of their SUV.
“Are you ready?” Tyler turned in his seat to look at me as Jack backed out of the driveway.
“I think so,” I replied. “Why don’t you tell me more about this group you’re bringing me to?”
“Remember how I told you there are more gay people in the pack than just Jack and me?”
I nodded.
“Well, over the years, the queer people in the pack have found each other and formed a secret support group. We all meet on Sundays, and I’d like you to join us as an ally—our first ally actually.”
“Your first ally?” I asked. “There are no others like me?”
“Since the l***q+ community was so unwelcome in the pack for so long, most people are suspicious of outsiders. Bu
