“What do you mean they came to see me?” I asked.
Who would have thought being a hybrid meant stardom. Everybody wanted to take a look at me as though I was available for public consumption. First was the werewolf Vladimir, and then the Elven King Nudd, now an entire congregation of supernaturals wanted to check me out. Talk about being a superstar. I should have a slot at the Hollywood Walk of Fame. Kaylene Summers, Problematic Hybrid of the Year.
“It is exactly as it sounds, tiger,” Michael said and entered the room. “The Ministry has gathered the representatives of the Other World races to help identify Jason Reeves. The pictures on Jason’s file matched, but the Ministry wanted to be sure. Minister Samuel also thought that the Council would be able to find out what kind of hybrid you a
