Sophia William, thats the name that my father picked out for me at birth. I am sixteen years old, have two best friends. Oh yea I'm also a werewolf, and this is my story and I'm sticking to it.
The Mates Ball, every unmated teenager looks forward to it every year. A place where they can hang out, make new friendships and of course meet their mates. This year its Sophia's chance to attend. But when an attack from a rouge puts her in the hospital and stitches in her side. She has no idea what her mate will think. But what will she think when her mate is the Alpha of one of the strongest packs in North America? Soon she finds out that there might have been poison involved. How will she handle this? And how will she tell her mate?
