Vishal
All my life, I had searched for my mate. Every full moon, every pack gathering, and every journey to neighboring territories, I hoped that this time would be different.
I hoped I would finally feel that magical connection everyone talked about, the instant recognition that would bring peace to my restless soul.
But my searching seemed hopeless. Year after year passed, and I found no one. Eventually, I started to believe that the moon goddess had not blessed me with a mate. Maybe I was meant to be alone forever.
My parents never gave up hope. They were sure that I would find her someday. They strongly believed she was out there somewhere, waiting for me. They wanted me to do whatever it took to find her, even if I had to search in other packs, other territories, and other countri
