This story is basically about a girl name Allison who has had a really hard life. Like every 17 year old girl she is required to go to the mating ceremony to find her mate. Once she finds her mate she is naturally happy and in bliss but nothing can last if you have secrets. Will Alison learn how to open her heart up to the man who owns it, or will she destroy what's left of her heart so no one will know what she lived with???
I hope you guys enjoy!!!!!!
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Looking into my reflection I see not myself but my mother. I have her long dirty blonde hair, that curls at the end naturally never giving me the need to style my own hair. Like my mother I have a small frame with small features a small nose, ears, hands, feet, and breasts. Unlike most female wearwolfs I am only about 5'4 where the average she wolf is 5'8-5'9. The only thing that I really call my own are my eyes, they change from blue to green depending on my mood.. When I'm really happy or emotional they turn green but when I'm sad or mad they turn a dark shade of blue. Looking into them now they are a mixture of blue and green where I have so many emotions going through me right now. Today is the day that I'm suppose to find my mate, the person who is suppose to love and cherish me for the rest of my life. I have a hard time believing that a male could really and honestly love me with all his heart; but I have saw the worst females find someone who can honestly love them so I still have hope.
*flashback* :)
My father committed suicide a year ago finally giving up on life without his mate. When I found my father, he had no note nothing it was just him sitting in his bloody office but he did not need a note for us to know his cause of death. I knew that he killed himself because his daughter looked just like his mate and he was living in his own personal Hell with me. When I found him I just feel to my knees screaming and crying not knowing what to do. My dad was the only parent I had left since mom died when attacked by a rouge, on one a morning walk with my sister Zoe, and I. I was only 10 years old and my sister was only 15 (almost 16) the day she died. Ever since my mothers death my father would cry while looking at me, the daughter who resembled his sweet Emma. The year after my moms death Zoe (my sister) found her mate, and moved away to his pack while I stayed with Dad. Zoe begged me before she left to go away with her but I could not just leave him, so I stayed with Dad keeping my head down so he would not have to look into his Emma's face. Dad and I even developed a relationship over the last 4 years where we came to understand each other. But once Dad passed away I moved in with Zoe and her mate Alex into the Half Moon Pack where Alex ruled as alpha.
*End of flashback* :)
Looking back at the person behind me in the mir, my heart fils with love and admiration for my older sister. She did not have to take her broken little sister into her home after she lost both her parents. She could have just sent me away to a boarding school or to freaking Brotens (psychiatric hospital). But Zoe's heart is way to big for that and she is always going to take care of whats hers, and according to her I'm hers. If you ever saw Zoe and I standing next to each other you would not be able to tell that we are sisters, with her short pixie cut strawberry blonde hair, and her slim tall athletic figure. You can always see her perfectly white teeth because she is always smiling, and she is always all over the place trying to help other people, and bring laughter in the room. She says that I will be a lot like her when I find my mate because he will help me heal but I'm not sure if that is possible. If she only new what happened in those 4 years that she had moved away in, then she would not be so sure herself.
"Hey, stop thinking so hard, and cheer up buttercup!" Zoe chirps in her normal cheerful voice.
"I am happy!" I say with fake enthusiasm while pushing another fake smile onto my lips.
"Sure you are." Zoe sighs. "Come on just try to be happy for today, just this one day??" She pleads with hope in her eyes.
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Soulmates
WerewolfHi my name is Allison and my father was the alpha of the Full Moon pack. At the beginning of every year there is a mating ceremony where I will find my mate. This is my story of finding my soulmate. Can he help me find myself that I shut out years a...