My brother questioned, "Is that Brian?"I put the mug in the dishwasher after nodding.I'll see you later tonight. Justin, goodbye. I gave my brother a cheek kiss and murmured, "Ethel."Ethel glared at me while Justin grinned at me. Bitch.I opened the front door after leaving the kitchen. Brian, a buddy of mine, was there and grinning at me.I've always had feelings for him. Still, I do. He has dark hair and is tall, lean, and gorgeous. His chocolate-colored eyes have a deep brown hue. I also enjoy chocolate. I sometimes wish he were my mate. I know he likes me, and I think we'd be fantastic together. He held me.We didn't date or even discuss it. We held out for our friendship. Although it is not strictly illegal, having sex with someone else is discouraged, mostly by our pack elders. When they notice someone courting outside of a mate bond, the rest of the pack agrees that we should wait for our mates but shies away. However, not all of us sacrificed ourselves for our partners. My
"Good morning, Whitney ."When I turned to face the door to say hello to my brother, nobody was waiting. It's just me. Whose voice, though, was that?It's me, you silly. Wolf of yours.I jumped. Naturally, this is my birthday. Today I got my wolf. But hearing a voice within my head is strange.You'll get used to it, she said."It will take a while.", I answered.We have an endless amount of time. said my wolf.What is your name, please? I prompted her."Hazel".I said to her, "I like it.""I am sure you do, Whitney ." Get up right now and head over to spend the day with your brother. Apollo is eager to meet me because he has already sensed my presence. She spoke.I rose full and I'm energized. I'm eager to meet Hazel.I took a shower, brushed my teeth, and put on sweats and a sweater. Perfect for spending my brother's birthday relaxing.Alan had already started making pancakes when I went downstairs. Our customary birthday breakfast was served.He shouted "Happy birthday, Whitney !" a
I stood up on all fours a little while later, my white fur glistening in the moonlight. I boldly raised my head after taking a long breath.My family and friends whirled around and exclaimed. Her aces are white. Luna Rachel uttered.I tilted my wolf head as I turned to face her. Is that unique in any way?"Whitney, we are a true white wolf pack. Everyone is not a pure white wolf. Hazel said.Why do you mean that? I prompted her. "White wolves exist. I have previously seen them.‘Yes. However, none of them are entirely white. With pride, she said. They all have different-colored patches and unique paws. All of us are white."What does that mean?" you ask. Shirley softly questioned.My brother continued to stare at my wolf while saying, "I don't know." But she is gorgeous."She is," Brian spoke softly.I looked at him and immediately felt disappointed. No sparks. No connection. He is not my mate.We are not his, said Hazel. "We are someone else's,""Hazel, what do you mean?" I inquired,
Early in the morning, I awoke and immediately got out of bed. I was happy. incredibly thrilled. My birthday is on Wednesday. I'll meet my wolf tomorrow and I'll be eighteen. I couldn't wait to make my first shift. Although they claim it is painful, I didn't care. It only lasts for a little period before becoming simpler. I'm capable of handling some discomfort.I just wanted my folks to be here to witness my first shift. Eight years had passed since they passed away, yet things had remained the same.They were slain in a rogue attack.Wolves without a pack are known as rogues. They leave their packs after committing different crimes, which causes them to become rogues. Some of them decide to live as rogues and abandon their packs. Though uncommon, that is. We wolves live in packs. We dislike being by ourselves. A wolf usually decides to go rogue after experiencing some sort of negative event within their pack or after losing their mate and going insane.The criminals are loners. Othe