Chapter Thirty One

Loneliness. It has been proven time and again that most human beings can’t handle being alone well. They need to be around their peers to be able to develop normally.

As werewolves, this was never supposed to be a problem for us. It was known that from the moment you are born, the moon goddess selects you a soulmate.

Your mate is the one person in the world that is perfect for you. They are your other half.

My grandmother told me when I was five years old that the first time you lay your eyes on your mate, the feeling is kinda electric. It’s a moment that you’ll remember for the rest of your life.

She spoke of how it’s like a piece of you has been missing but, you never noticed until then; that I’d know when it happened, for the feelings hit you like a ton of bricks.

Since then I’ve dreamed of the day I turned of age and met my mate, unfortunately my dreams were crushed on my eighteenth birthday.

As the years passed by, my hope to find my mate slowly diminished but I stayed strong jus