The Vampire's Wolf Mate.

Nineteen year old Natasha Simms stood in front of the floor to ceiling windows of her apartment overlooking the park while she sips a cup of coffee. She had a few more hours before work and she is going to use that time to catch up on a few of her online classes that she had missed because of work and travelling. "I've come a long way." she thought to herself. She smiles as she recalled that it was just over a year ago that Unique Models Inc. came to her hometown of Old Harbour in St Catherine looking for new talent. She wasn't interested as she thought that she was too plain. Her friends coaxed her into auditioning and here she is now. Having travelled to Paris, Rome, Switzerland and even Dubai as the face of the agency she manages to settle in Canada. Lucky for her, Unique has branches all over the world including Canada so living here is not a problem. Her mind rushes to her parents and how proud they would be of her if they had not gone missing on that trip overseas ten years ago. She shook her head vigorously as if to block out the painful memories. She thought of her aunt raising her on her own and how happy and proud she was when she made the cut. "Don't worry Aunt Anna, I'll take you to live with me very soon." She said out loud as she put the empty coffee cup into the sink secretly hoping that Anna heard her even though she was all the way in Jamaica. After three hours Tasha leaned back in her chair and stared at the computer in front of her. She wasn't pleased with the last paragraph of her essay but today is the deadline so she sent it in anyway. She quickly got up and headed straight for the shower. She didn't want to be late for work. They were interviewing some new talents and she was asked to sit in on the auditions. Tasha has always been a jeans and t- shirt kind of girl, not that she didn't have a walk-in closet filled with designer outfits and shoes but because they were comfortable clothes. She reached under her bed and pulled out an old pair of sneakers. She frown as she look down at them and think to herself "I really need to wash these." Dressing up was not a problem for her but when one spends their days changing in and out of expensive clothes, shoes and jewellery it gets boring to do it when you don't have to. Not to mention having someone doing your make-up all through the day, touching and retouching, making sure that everything is perfect for the cameras. It's no wonder she doesn't wear make-up outside of work. Tasha sat on the edge of the bed and stuffed her feet into the sneakers then she got up. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail and a few strands had escaped. she tucked them behind her ears as she head towards the front door. On her way, she grabbed her handbag and keys from the table and was out. The elevator came immediately and she was on the ground floor in no time. The day was nice and cool even though the sun was high in the sky. She walked across the parking garage to her bright red sports car as she presses the button on the keypad and the engine roars to life. Never one who craves the spotlight and attention, Natasha was glad that people hardly recognizes her whenever she was not working. She pulled into the car park at Unique and hurriedly entered the building. On her way to her dressing room she greeted a few people. She was barely inside when a short-haired brunette came rushing up to her. "Tasha, they've been waiting for you." she said. "Margo and Elias are getting antsy and wants to start the interviews." she continued. "How many talents are there?" Natasha asked "Twelve." she replied. "Ok Sarah. I'm on my way." Tasha said and Sarah left.. Tasha rolled her eyes and sighed."Another day, another dollar." She muttered as she closed the door behind her and head for the stage area. She entered the room and Elias smiled hello while Margo snapped "Let's begin!" at the talents. Tasha sat beside Elias at the long table in front of the talents while Margo barks orders at them. There were seven females and five males but there was one that stood out. The guy with the caramel skin and body that was so ripped. He had eyes that seem to see all the way into your soul.