Note: This series is a darker werewolf series not following the usual "plot" of fated mates. Be aware of described violence, s****l abuse, k*dnapping, torture and death. -Hope- I had always seen the world as bright and colorful, but it was no longer the same vibrant palette as I had always perceived it. Now it was dark and cold, but that could also be attributed to the drastic change in weather. The leaves had fallen off the trees, and the ground was blanketed with a thin layer of snow. Despite this, the snow still possessed a certain beauty, perhaps that’s why I always found myself out here on the porch, even if it meant enduring freezing temperatures, clad only in his oversized sweater, which draped like a dress on me, and holding a cup of hot cocoa in my hands. I savored the swee

