There was almost a calm chaos that surrounded the castle as werewolves from all parts of the world flittered in and out through the doors. There was so many scents and movement I felt slightly overwhelmed.

"Can you believe so many werewolf's have met their mates already!" A young girl said excitedly to another walking next to her.

"I know, Layla met hers as well! We were talking abo-" There conversation faded as they moved past me, too caught up in their excitement to notice me standing a few meters away from them.

How poetic that we all are gathered here in the name of war and death and yet...