"I'm not quite sure. But who knows? Maybe there's a perfectly plausible reason, but I don't care."
She goes back to arranging her things from home, leaving me to unpack mine. My mind lingers on the topic of mates. Something inside me just knows they aren't. There's just not that connection between them.
It would explain her psychotic paranoia; why she sends every female he fancies away, because she's scared one of them just might be his actual mate... but then, where is his and where is hers?
Where is mine?
I'm only 17, but turning 18 in a few months, so there's no way I could find him before then or he could find me. Both mated wolves needed to be 18 before they could perfectly sense the mate bond.
I muse at the thought of meeting him and getting to know him. What would he be like? W
