I began my descent into insanity over two years ago. The need to mate drove me forward, but I was losing patience and time. I was only 5’6”. Not sure if maybe I’m too small. Maybe it's because I’m 19. Maybe I’m too old. (according to normal wolf standards) Typically at 17 as a female, you find your mate and you get your wolf. The wolf becomes your support and your best friend. She leads me through most of my struggles with determination and a sense of hatred towards those around me. My mate becomes my forever. The one who will never leave your side. The one who fills this gaping hole of loneliness inside me. I’m one of the few females in history who did not receive her forever at 17. Ok. I may be the only one.