My half sibling, Bridgette, can be either gender he or she wishes, and by the looks of it has a fairy hanging on her every word. Mei is a half-dragon who apparently had sex with the enemy, if I'm judging his scratches correctly. Mihale might judge you, but his opinion is worth less than crap. My brother is the last person to ever be judgmental of another person. And me? Hell, apparently I was in love with my own sister." That still hurt to say, but it seemed to come easier each time she said it. "Whatever you have to say can't be any worse than that."
As she spoke, Shelly noticed that Shlee calmed dawn and returned to normal. Tears filled her eyes as she gazed between the twins. She saw the love in the werewolf's eyes as she stared at Sheldon, but also saw fear behind it. After another moment, she nodded and lowered her hand.
"His name is Dimitri Volglov," Shlee's voice came out weak but clear. "You have to know, Lyden, I don't ever want to hurt you. I—"
