A big part of me always suspected that he did know that we were mates before my 18th birthday and just never said anything but he insisted that he didn't. I trusted that back then but now I was not so sure anymore.
“Well, I met him on my birthday at the very last minute when I was certain that the day was going to end without me meeting him.
I decided to go for a walk and there he was playing a trick on me pretending he's a wolf trying to attack me.” She said to me and I realized that I had been staring at her with mesmerized eyes. “That is creepy.
Why are you looking at me like that?” Only those words make me remember that I was indeed staring and probably not even blinking right now. I like stories like that.
“Isn't it every wolf's dream to meet their mate on the day of their 18th
