Chapter 1

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Jozie`s P.O.V Right now it is a bitter cool mid-November day. Being homeless, I have very little, but at least I have a sweater and a pair of tattered jeans to keep me somewhat warm. Do not get me wrong I am not complaining I have learned to become very grateful for the things I have as well as the things that I've lost. Every day, I miss my parents more and more. It has been an extremely rough eight years. Naturally, the stuff that happened with my parents only made me age more if you asked me more and more. Let me see if I made enough money, ten dollars, all day, and I have only made ten dollars. That is way better than the past few days. At least I will be able to get a decent meal from it if I am going smart about it, it can be two meals. I am sure there has to be somewhere cheap around here to eat at. Anyways I have to be on my way to where I do not know where ever I get to by the time it becomes dark is where I am going to have to stop for the night and try to sleep. While I was walking, I accidentally bumped into him. The most beautiful man that I ever have laid eyes on before. The brightest yet darkest sandy blonde hair that I ever laid eyes on. Those eyes were the darkest of chocolate brown ever. He just looks so irritated, though. “I... I am truly sorry,” I managed to mutter out in the quietest voice ever. I tried my best to run away, but unfortunately, that did not happen. Why of all people does it have to be me? Why does everything bad that happens has to be me? Just like eight years ago on that horrible day I got home from school to find out that my parents had just passed away. The horror that I had never gotten to see them again. It did not even sink in right away. It took some time. After the third day is when it started to become real to me. God, look at me I am acting like a baby. It was eight years ago and you're now twenty-two years old Jozie. Grow up and stop being a damn baby about it. It is such a pity that I had to grow up without them, though I just once wish I knew what it was like to feel loved or to even have somebody. I have not even had such a hug since a few days before they passed away. God, I should have hugged them more. I do not honestly remember what I was upset about back then. It was a shame I was being so selfish back then, maybe they might still be here if I was not so selfish. Deep down I know it was my fault. Maybe if I would have just had dinner with them then they might have still been there when I got home. It gets better over time, is all a bunch of garbage. A long eight years later a dim still no way near the death of my parents. Maybe some music will help. Hmm! What should I sing, UMM, how about saving your heart by Mayday Parade? Kaleb's P.O.V. I am trying to walk to meet the council of werewolves, the most beautiful woman even more than I could ever dream of accidentally bumping into me. Instantly I can smell the most wonderful smell to ever hit my nostrils. It was like a punch straight to the nose. The smell was a calming hint of lavender and mint mixed. As Look down at her, I can't help but have an irritated look on my face. Of course, here now when I am on my way to possibly the most important meeting of my life with the council. Of course, it is just having to be now. She manages to mutter sorry as she tries to run away. I quickly grab her by her little delicate wrist when she looks up at me beyond terrified. My wolf argues with me after a few seconds I shut him out and let go of her wrist she then runs off. I feel terrible because I saw the slightest tear when I let go of her. This is not the right place or the right time. I will have to come back to find her, but first I have to get to this meeting before I hear anything from my father. If I miss this meeting, I am forever going to be a goner. Furthermore, I can not have him mad at me any more than he already is. At least he should be pleased to know that to this point I have found my mate. I am going to be selfish just for right now. I want her all to myself for a while before the whole pack including my parents meet her. Furthermore, I hope that mom ends up liking her. Because even if she ends up not liking me, I am not in any way shape, or form going to reject my mate. I have already gone twenty-eight years. I will not be going any longer without my mate. I am going to be damned if anyone gets in my way of this. I am sure she is going to make a great Luna, I can already tell just by looking at her. However, what if she decides to reject me, though? Surely she would not even think of rejecting me, right? There is going to be no way she would reject me right. I mean, just thinking about it could give her anything and everything she wants. Plus, I definitely by no means am ugly. No, I will not let her reject me by any means. I am just going to have to do my best to charm her. Then if that does not work, I will just have to play dirty and do whatever it may take to make sure that she does not. That means I have to take her without giving her a chance. So hopefully she makes this easy for the both of us and just accepts me as her mate like she is meant to. There is a reason the moon goddess paired us as mates.
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