The sparks that we both felt, the passion, and love we shared, it was more than just normal love. It was getting closer to my eighteenth birthday and the closer it was getting, the more aggressive, jealous and overprotective we were both becoming. That had got to be a sign of, that if I was a werewolf, we would definitely be mates.

That would be the best birthday present ever, my man mated to me forever.

What am I waiting for?

I couldn't believe that I even had to think about it. I knew exactly what I wanted, and I always had. Maybe I was just too scared to admit...