Regan
I didn’t tell the tiny fairy girl my name. For all I know, she could be a spy sent by Alpha Caden to keep an eye on me or something. It wouldn’t surprise me. I’m dealing with a dangerous bloodline—the Howler one—and this little fairy could be a super weapon sent to destroy me before I can even blink.
“You have really pretty eyes,” she is lying in my palm right now, as light as a feather, and with a huge smile on her lips. “Did you know that purple is my favorite color?”
I could end her right now, clench my hand and get it over with. The problem, however, is that I’m charmed.
Am I turning into a wimp?
Probably, but it’s not my fault!
My little fairy friend is cute! She has long blonde hair and t**s that bounce every time she moves. I wonder what they would look like if I transf
