Is this still me?

Yann’s POV -'I found you, my love,'.I was a 45-year-old werewolf. Tall, 6ft 6”, slim, built with dark brown hair and amber eyes. As werewolves age slower than humans after they reach 25 years old, I still looked like a young man. I am so happy after so many years I found her. My mate, soul half, my everything. I didn’t bother that she was human, I felt that. -'Moon Goddess, did you check my patience?'- I chuckle. Moon Goddess, mother of us, werewolves give us our mates. Usually, we can find our mate at the age of 20 years old. -' I waited so long, my Moon Goddess. All f*****g 25 years! '- I shouted at the forest where I went to clear my mind. -'Stop that, it’s not her fault you i***t’- Hades my wolf said to me. Hades, my animal part -a huge chocolate wolf with black eyes. He is bigger than the average wolf, as I am an alpha blood wolf. Well, I am a second son of the great Alpha of Beecraig Pack in Scotland. Our pack, it’s the only one in whole Scotland. My father gives his pack to my older by 10 minutes twin brother, Calvin. That took place about 15 years ago, just when the mother of my son runs away to leave my son behind. About 17 years ago I lost my hope to find my mate - I was thinking that I am mateless, it happens sometimes so I decided to find my chosen mate. I started dating our pack Gamma’s daughter Megan. She said that she loves me and I think that I started to feel something for her. I didn't love for her for the Big L love but that was more like a warm feeling. She was nice, lovely with a great body. She got pregnant very quickly and started pushing me to mark her, but I had second thoughts. -’ what if I will meet my mate, real mate? I don’t love Megan enough to give my life to her’-I was thinking. -‘I don’t like her, neither her wolf,’- Hades repeated to me all the time. Times go by very quickly and I had been very happy after Brandon, my son was born. After that, I started to think that maybe I should stop looking for my mate and stay with Megan. I wanted to announce that after my brother’s Alpha ceremony, but at the ceremony date, Megan runs away. flashback - 'Megan, Meg, where are you, babe?'- I shouted, going through the hall at the massive packhouse at the Aberdeenshire area. ‘She must have gone and prepared for the party,’ I told to myself. I was ready to go out when my eyes spot a white envelope with my name on it. I open it and start reading. Hello Yann, You probably know by now that I am not here anymore. I discovered that the party for tonight it’s for Calvin’s ceremony, not yours. I never wanted to be no one, I wanted to be a Luna of this pack, looks I choose the wrong brother. I leave you with Brandon as he has never been part of my plans. Do not look for me ever Megan Flashback end. After the ceremony, I took Brandon and left with my parents. I didn’t want to, no, I wasn’t ready for pity looks from pack members. After we moved, I had strange feelings. Something has pushed me to the towns and places, which I have never stayed in or visited before. Something asked me to search for the unknown. Is that was my mate? Is she close? I was thinking and asking my mum. She was good at helping me all the time with Brandon and with me. -‘son if she is here you will find her’- my mum keeps telling me that for the last 15 years. And here I am, looking at her. She is about 5ft 7” tall, a little overweight, which I don’t mind, she’s got light brown hair with some highlights and mesmerizing greyish-blue eyes. She is perfect - I told myself, and I hear that Hades was purring from joy in my head. During my job interview, I felt her presence in the building, I wanted to run and look for her - 'focus you, i***t, we need that job to get the opportunity to find her ‘- Hades keeps shouting in my head. I must admit that he got a point -‘I am trying, you mutt! Don’t shout at me '- after that, he stops speaking to me all day. I didn’t bother about that, at least peace for a while. Having a wolf it’s sometimes very frustrating, especially when your wolf thinks that it’s smarter than you. The next day after my interview, my new manager called me: -‘is that’s Mr Yann Nicholson?' -said a voice on the other end -‘yes speaking, ‘- I answered -‘hello Yann it’s Ted Riddle I just calling you to offer you a post as the engineer, are you still interested?’–Ted said -‘yes I am '- I reply with a big smile which formed on my face. He continues talking, but I never hear too much of that after a few minutes we said our ‘goodbyes’ and he hangs out. -' mum, dad!’ - I shouted very excitedly. -‘what is it son?’ -my dad shouted back from the living room. House, where my parents moved after leaving the packhouse, was large enough for them and some of the serving staff members. -‘I got it!’- I said –‘got what?’ - my dad asked. -‘I got a job dad.’ –‘honey it’s great.’-mum said. - ‘It’s the one where you felt her? Where you felt your mate.’- mum asked again. -‘yes mum that’s the one’ -I said proudly.- ‘that will be your chance son! when do you start?’- Mum asked again.–‘in 3 weeks.’ Kate’s POV -‘day looks so nice. Wonder what time is it?’–I just woke up at the glorious end of April Saturday morning. My husband, Mark, went to work early for his short shift. He worked as a driver at the local hospital, so I was alone with dogs. -‘let’s check lottery results’ - I said to myself. That was Euro millions night before with £60m jackpot. I always played not sure why as I never won anything. After I log in to the lottery website, I noticed a new message and opened it I almost collapsed. ‘-' you’ve won £60m on EuroMillions!’ - message said. I couldn’t believe it at first, but after a while tears of joy flooded my cheeks.–'I will tell Mark when he comes back' - I said aloud and went straight to take a shower. When I put on my clothes and was ready for my coffee, my phone rang. -'Is that’s Mrs Rost' -asked an unfamiliar voice -'speaking'- I answered with a not polite voice as someone just disturbs me with my coffee. -‘I am calling from the hospital. That was an accident and your husband Mr Mark Rost must give your name as an emergency contact.’- I am not hearing anything more. I came to the hospital but was informed that Mark passed away on the accident scene. Doctors explained that he never had any chance to survive. A big lorry hit Mark’s car frontally, the lorry driver had a heart attack while driving he also died. I can’t remember what’s happened after that day. I was like in a trance. Dogs-work-dogs- sometimes food that was my life for a few months. My husband, as he wanted, has been cremated and I had his ashes in the house as I had still something to do.