William
"This toast is for the new guy!"
Some guy, whose name doesn't matter, rises to stand at the kitchen table where the entire soccer team is gathered. All my team members are humans, and since I've learned to suppress my hybrid self, I fit in quite nicely.
I only wish these people would stop trying to make friends with me. I haven't read their minds—I've learned my lesson. People are bastards, and I don't need any friends.
I only love and trust my family, which I left behind in Lunaris. I moved to Black Howl City because I needed a break from everyone's expectations. I'm supposed to step up as the alpha one day, but I just... Hate people in general.
So now, I'm dedicated to pretending I'm an average soccer-playing human for a few years. The jock life is exemplary. Women come e
