The Lonely Girl

Chapter 4 - Santi

Santi

I found her, I’ve finally found her! After 8 years of searching I find her in a random bar in New York City. Sahara, such a beautiful name, I loved the sound of it. I thought she must be human, I’d searched most of the packs in the United States for her. As you might have guessed, I’m not human, well I look it but I’m actually a werewolf. They are more common than you think, there’s tens of thousand of us hiding in plain sight. We do have packs or communities where we can all live together however most of us work regular jobs like regular people. Werewolves get a mate or soul mate after the age of 18 years, some get one straight away, others it takes years and for some they never find them. I was wondering if I would be one of those wolves, I had thoughts that maybe she’d passed away or lived somewhere I hadn’t visited. Werewolves can have human mates, it’s not as common and some are against it. However I was ecstatic, she was perfect! Tall, long blonde hair, perfect figure, and so sexy! I noticed a few tattoos, I couldn’t wait to ask her about them, they just added to her already perfect figure. I smelt her as soon as she came in the door, my wolf was going crazy in my head, “mate, mate, go to her now”. She seemed a bit nervous when she arrived, as much as I wanted to run to her I held myself back much to my wolfs frustration. I mind linked my friends, yes another werewolf thing, they were stunned and did well trying not to show it. They were overly friendly when Alana introduced everyone but I think they held it together pretty well. Everyone’s been hoping that I’ll find a mate for so long, I suspect a lot had given up although they never would say this out loud. She turned to the bar, now was my chance to introduce myself. She seemed momentarily shocked when I touched her arm as though she didn’t like people touching her but them relaxed straight away. Maybe she feels the bond to. I’ll never get tired of the sparks I felt when I touched her. I’m so happy she accepted my offer to buy her a drink. Now I’ve got another excuse to talk to her. After paying for the drinks I went to find her, she seemed deep in conversation with Alana. Alana is my cousin, we grew up together, she moved to the city to find her mate. I liked to come and visit every couple of months to see how she’s doing. I walked over and handed Sahara her drink. We stood in awkward silence for a few seconds when Alana excused herself, discreetly trying to give us some time alone. “So Sahara, I haven’t seen you with Alana before, where did you to meet”. “ We work together “, she replied, “ I’m a nurse at the clinic “. A nurse, of course my mate would be caring and want to help others. It concerned me that she worked in the same clinic as Alana. From what Alana had said it can get pretty violent there. “What do you do for a living “ she asked me. This was tricky to answer. I’m part of the governing council for werewolves which manages all the packs in the US. We also manage hotels for income. Over the years this has become quite lucrative so I live very comfortably. “I help manage a couple of hotel chains” I answered. She looked impressed. “ It’s a family business, a few childhood friends also manage with us”. She smiled hearing that, maybe she’s close to her family too. However when I asked about her family her expression changed slightly. She replied “ I actually don’t know my family, I grew up in the foster system”. I was shocked, who could abandon their precious child? I would make sure that she never felt abandoned again. I asked about her foster family, “ families “, she corrected, “there was a few, there were ups and downs “. She seemed to close off a bit so I decided to change the subject. “So where to from here hey, what are your plans for the future “. She sighed, “honestly I’m saving up for a place of my own somewhere far away where I can do my own thing”. “Won’t you be lonely “, I replied, she chuckled, “not at all, in my experience other people cause more complications that I just don’t need, I’m perfectly happy with my own company “. My heart fell a little, she seems so closed off to other people, I hope she accepts me. I’ll have to win her trust.