Sitting down in math class as our teacher Mr. Johnson was trying to teach us some equations that I was barely keeping my focus on, I couldn’t stop wondering about that scent and that blond girl.
I wondered why did the scent led me to her, because it was obvious she wasn’t my mate, so it must have been some kind of mistake.
Looking out the window, I saw that football practice was on, so I looked for Tyson and saw him running. That sad feeling of disappointment crept up inside me, like it had once before when I learned he wasn’t my fated mate. Knowing him for years and growing up together while I secretly had a crush on him, it is just, ugh… things would have been so much easier if I had just been a simple human.
I know I have a mate, I just need to find him. And having these feelings for
