You were a human living amongst the supernatural. Usually a perilous life, filled with different woes than one might experience amongst humans. Never knew when a dragon might not see you and land or you’d find yourself in the middle of a pack war. It was a lifestyle that was often cautioned against but, you were provided a sense of security, thanks to the reaper who shadowed your every step. Supernaturals tended to scurry when he got serious. He called you his fate and would let no one harm you.