![]() ![]() ![]() I’ve never been one to trust easily, and I don’t see that changing, but this shifter pride has a way of getting past my walls. ![]() Now, I have to figure out a way to work with others-with shifters. Which is how I found myself on a team with my best friend, five shifters, and a human. Suddenly I was allowed freedoms I’d never had before, but I was still at the Non-Human Specialties Operations’ beck and call. But now humans need our help protecting the world from the strange monsters they let cross the veil between realms.Įighteen years ago, my world changed. They’ve been imprisoning and enslaving our two species since. World War III broke out 130 years ago when humans found out that my people-magi-and shifters were real. Sometimes the worst scars are the ones you can’t see. ![]()
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