I looked over at the alarm clock that read 1157. Three minutes and I’ll be eighteen.
I’ve already got Talia, yeah, but this milestone wasn’t just that for werewolves. After midnight, I have a chance to meet my mate. Most younger she-wolves dream of what their mate will be like, but I never really had an idea. I was still kind of excited.
Besides Donte and the other few, I never really put much effort into relationships or dating or whatever. There was nothing to base my ‘type’ off of honestly, and even if I could, whose to say my mate will be anything like this? I don’t know, I was looking forward to it, but now that it’s here, I’m nervous as hell.
I decided to have a hot shower now instead of waiting for morning, clear my head for some sleep. It had been such a long day and the run le
