My Taken Mate

Prologue

This isn't your average fictional werewolf lovey-dovey fairytale. It doesn't start with "I met my mate and it was love at first sight for the both of us" and doesn't actually have an ending. These "events" actually did happen. How do I know, you ask? Easy this tale is my reality. Werewolves don't only exist in Wattpad novels, they also live in the suburbs of Paris and all over Europe, I would know, my name is Maeva Hale and I'm the future Luna of the largest and strongest pack in Western Europe, the Midnight Melody Pack. This is my story...

Maeva's POV:

I'm staring into those magnificent green eyes anyone would get lost into. I hear a voice, no scratch that, an angel's hymn.

"Hey," God that voice is like music to my ears.

"He-ey, I'm-m Maeva.." I stutter. Back up- Me? Stutter? Since when do I stutter? It literally never happens to me.. Moon Goddess what is he doing to me? I take a deep breath and decide to trust my voice with words again, "What's your name?"

He smiled and answered, "Lo-"

*The window is opened, so's that door
I didn't know they did that any more
Who knew we owned eight thousand salad plat-*

"May! Turn the damn song off!" A voice yells through my peaceful dream.
I mumble something incoherent and try to get back to the beautiful stranger of my dreams..

*For years I've roamed these empty halls
Why have a ballroom with no balls?
Finally they're ope-*

"MAEVA! I swear if you don't get up and shut that damn alarm, it's gonna end up out the window!"

*'Cause for the first time in forever
There'll be music, there'll be light*

"That's it I don't care if it's your phone, it's going out the window!"

I groggily open my heavy eyes. Just in time to see Vanessa barging in my room and lunging at my phone, which I barely manage to save from her deadly sentence. I quickly shut off my alarm and get out of bed.

"Seriously Maeva, why would you put a Frozen song as your alarm? Why not something less hair-raising?"

"That's the point V., the more annoying it is the less I want to hear it, that way it will encourage me to get out of bed and shut it off" I answer with a smile.

"You're weird Babe, get dressed, we're leaving for school in 30 minutes."

"Will do."

Just as soon as the words are out of my mouth, she rushes off to her room to get ready. I on the other hand just stare at my morning reflexion. My black hair is all over my face 'Hurry up and brush our hair! We look like a rat made it's nest up there' My wolf Antarctic scolds me.

'Calm down Ann, I didn't plan on being seen like this.'

'Damn right you won't I don't want our mate to think we have ugly hair.. I just wish we could meet him already, I want my mate!'

I know how she feels, I mean we've been craving our mate since we turned 16, usually werewolves find their mates quickly, especially Alphas and Lunas. Antarctic and I have been waiting for a two years.. I dig through my closet for something to wear. I decide on a beige shirt with an American flag across the front, some light ripped jeans. I choose a gold necklace with a wing pendant and slip on my brown combat boots. I don't feel like wearing any makeup today. I check myself one last time.