ONE YEAR AGO

~Wyatt~

I have lost all hopes of ever meeting my mate. I turned twenty-five last month and have begun to believe that my mate doesn't exist in this world. My parents have been forcing me to take a chosen mate for years now, but I have this feeling that she would show up the moment I accept someone else.

Tonight was one of those full moon nights where my dad has organized a huge ball for all unmated werewolves to find their mates. Invitations were sent months before the event to ensure that almost everyone who turned eighteen by today would plan well ahead.

I put on...