Isaac's POV
I drove around for hours thinking about how I'm going to tell Celeste about herself. What will she think of me after I tell her? I looked at the time on the radio it was almost five in the morning. Celeste is officially eighteen years old today. I am going to get her a cake later. I want to make this day special for her. I decided to head back to her house I wanted to be there when she woke up.
As I entered the house the sweetest smell hit me. Cinnamon and lavender. It was a cool, calming feeling, but warm and stimulating at the same time. I just stood there inhaling the scents.
"MATE." Bandit piped up.
"WHAT?" I started to panic, Celeste is the only she-wolf here. And there are no male wolves around.
"CELESTE IS OUR MATE. SHE HAS BEEN IN FRONT OF US THIS WHOLE TIME."
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