Mates, Ava thought. You only cared about that when you were amongst werewolves...in a pack house- a hope that you would find that special person made just for you; that wolf that craved your wolf.
Some people were lucky. They found their mates earlier on- from eighteen- even luckier when their mate belonged to their pack. Some never found theirs.
"I haven't found her yet," Adrian said.
"Oh," Ava said disinterestedly. "Sorry about that."
"You really don't care about mates and all, do you?" Adrian said.
"I don't know. I think so. I haven't wanted to be a werewolf for a while now. I'd wanted to even forget my werewolf identity," Ava said. "But here I am."
"You never found yours either," Adrian concluded.
Ava did not reply. She didn't even know what she would do if she e
