I woke up drenched in sweat. I looked at the clock and it read four am.
There it was again...that dream. Or was it a memory from long ago? I can still see his eyes in my mind. Those beautiful yet haunting gold eyes. In the dream I was in my true form...a wolf. A grey wolf to be exact. My fur black, white, and silver and my eyes gold. He was a strong looking wolf. He is also a grey wolf but his fur is black as the night sky. We were being chased by hunters. Our pack had been attacked by them and only a few had managed to escape. We all went our seperate ways. It was just him and I. They were hot on my trail but he protected me. In this dream or should I say memory? He was my mate. I have this dream/memory often. Along with many others. I quickly grab my journal and record every detail I could remember of it. I was on a quest to find him. I will do whatever it takes to find my lost mate. ((sorry for this chapter. Keep in mind it's 5am and I haven't slept.))
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Lost
RomanceAvelyn is just your normal 17 year old. Or so you think. She is really a wolf. No not a werewolf or those fictious twilight wolves. A real wolf. And she is on a quest to find her long lost mate that she has dreams and flashbacks of. One question tha...
