My Enemy is my mate

Nevaeh's P.O.V. My name is Nevaeh. I'm just about to turn 16 and I'm almost able to find my mate. I'm so excited to find him but it feels like I'm forgetting something. "Nevaeh get up. You're gonna be late for school." mom yells. Crap I forgot. "Why can't I go to school that's on the pack lands. Why do I have to go to public were-school?" I complain. "Because this way if your mate is from another pack you can find them better." my mom explains. See in this world there is more than just the werewolves and vampires. I haven't shifted yet so I don't know exactly what kind of were I am yet. Nate's P.O.V. My name is Nate. I've should've already found my mate by now I'm 18 and about to graduate high school and still haven't found her. Maybe she isn't of age yet but I'll wait for any were as long as they love me for me. See I'm what's known as a werejaguar or werejag for short. The werewolves make fun of us cause we're only black and not different colors like everyone else. Third Person P.O.V. Both Nate and Nevaeh arrive at school around the same time but at different ends so they don't sense each other. Never in supernatural history have these two breeds of weres ever been mates well as far as anyone knows of. But that all can change . Will love over come these two breeds past or will they follow in the footsteps of the others before them? Let's follow them and find out.