Prologue
I want to say that my life was fairly simple up until 8 years ago when I met my mate
Despite it just being my brother and me
we were happy
Happy a word that means feeling or showing pleasure or contentment
It’s funny that nearly everyone lives in pursuit of happiness
Happiness is something a werewolf finds after turning 16 years old
Well like many young wolves I was taught that true happiness always comes with finding the love of your life
Your mate
Well that doesn’t always ring true for everyone
Take me for example I graduated high school at 16, had my very first shift a week later and I was truly eager to go to college and start on my life so that I could get the opportunity to meet my mate.
After arguing with my brother he agreed and help me pack but told me that he was going to continue on his own I was sad but accepted his will promising I would call him every day
But I didn’t keep my promise
I met my mate but our happiness was fleeting
It didn’t last
Had I known that it was just going to lead to heartbreak I probably would have rejected him then but the thing is when his soul called to mine
I couldn’t just refuse him?
Could I?