Chapter 12

The stories my mother would tell me about mates as a kid made it sound so nice and I couldn’t wait to be able to find him. I would dream about a mate that treated me like a princess and worshiped the ground I walked on. A mate that made his love known to me every second of the day, held me tight and kissed me with passion like mama used to tell me about.

The moon goddess failed me.

On my sixteenth birthday when my wolf never came,My dad always said I was a late bloomer, that gave me hope. But with each passing year my wolf never came. Even my dad realized it and stopped giving false hope when my heart would break when the wolf I longed for never came.

A twist in fate.

I do have a mate. I found him when I was fourteen even though I was too young at the time to know about my wolf but something about him lured me in. The sweet smell of his scent drove my taste buds crazy….the moment his blood entered my mouth I knew. I knew that he was my mate and that day I learned I have some of my m