29 - Isra - 2

“So..” Kae started, leaving it open to us after she had a generous glass of whiskey in her hands.

We were at the dining room table; I was sitting next to her with our mates across from us.

“So, you’re a human,” Holton started, and it was a question. I looked down into my glass of wine, trying not to laugh or cringe. “And I’m not; we’re not.” Holton motioned to Drakon and me.

Kae looked at me as if