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It was the most important day of my life, of a werewolf's life. I was going to be 16; these are the two numbers which complete us as a wolf. We get our wolf and mate on this day.
I couldn't help but be nervous. There are so many things that hollowed my chest. God forbid, but I could get rejected. Heavens mercy, but that thought had always threatened my solace. The fear of living one mateless life did haunted me. I didn't know why I'm so full of negativity, it's nothing like I'm defected or ugly that my mate would turn me down. But some thing in depth of my pit always threatened my serenity.
Werewolves can't live without mate. And when someone faces such loss, either he becomes ruthless, or soulless!
Mate is gifted by moon goddess and we love them till the last breath. It's like, when once sparks flows in air, there is no way one can remain detached from mate.
Actually the bond is so strong and passionate that living away from your mate is like shredding your hearts into pieces. And I honestly wasn't that much strong to survive without my mate.
"Ele!" My mom shouted somewhere from kitchen or dinning Hall.
There she go again, I chuckled. I couldn't help but cringed feeling the sourness in her voice. I just hope that I didn't do anything wrong to get an earful.
Rewinding my eighteen hours long day, since it was six in evening; I scowled in cluelessness that what soured up her mood as one thing I didn't beat any guy today - wait did I?
Well I had one verbal fight with the dumbest popular play boy jerk of our school. Dumbest? Yeah he was the most dumbest irritating guy on this earth - thanks to moon goddess that at the end of our verbal communication rather verbal one-two and two-one; means fight, my friend came there so the heel which I was going to break on his face, broke with the collision to floor. Poor heel! It sacrificed itself without proper reason.
And second, oh my god did I left the milk on gas like other time. Hope so, I didn't!
Pushing oneself up from one comfortable cushion is really lethargic, but getting scolded by mom hurts my poor ears.
So pushing my lethargic self apart, I got up to check the reason of this mess.
As I put crop top on my half naked self, I heard the door open with a click.
And with light speed my mom appeared from the curtains.
She was looking tired but more than that anxious.
I thought she was angry but looks like I presumed wrong.
Texture of her face was different. It only contradicted my assumption, actually she's afraid.
"Mom, are you okay?" I asked, concealing my worries. I know my mom, she's the bravest woman of my life. And I can bet the world that nothing can scare her, but this time she was! And seeing her fear I felt a chill ran down the spines.
Everything was okay, wasn't it?
"Mom, please you're scaring me." Her eyes stared me in oblivion. This strange reaction of her dreaded me and I held her face to gain the answer.
Her face was as beautiful as a wolf of sixteen, if not for the fear she was carrying-her face has always glowed with smile and this time I knew I wanted that back!
"Everything alright?" I asked in anxiety. Her eyes flickered and then tears rolled down her face.
Hell!
My gut clenched and heart dropped in worry. I've never seen my mother crying. The feeling was like hundreds of knifes were cutting my heart slowly.
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