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There are Three different kinds of Werewolfs

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There are Three different kinds of Werewolfs. The Normals, Numens, and Roughs. Samantha Fisher, is a Rough.

A Normal werewolf is as it is in human legends.

A Numen werewolf doesn't have a Mate as they are defined as Gods and only few are born Numens.

A rough, has to find their Mates earlier than the other two because Roughs don't live as long as Numens and Normals.

Normals and Numens are immortal and will live on forever.

A Rough has the same lifespan as a human. In order for Roughs to live forever, they must find their other half; their mate. And if they don't, they will die before they ever find them.

Samantha Fisher feels it in her soul that Mike Larkus is her Mate. They grew up beside one another. Mike has always had his eyes on Jenny Luwel as Sam has Mike.

Mike is a Numen, Sam is a Rough. Sam has skipped the annual Rough send offs for two years now. Sam was supposed to scout the lands for her mate but didn't.

Sam is now 20 and she fears she will and had made a huge mistake.

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i looked at my younger sister being sent to look for her mate. The air was still today. The atmosphere waiting in anticipation, an odd feeling it was today.

We were on top the mountain where every year, the Roughs were being sent out into the woods to look for their other half.

Mike was here and so was everyone in our town. I looked around to the people around me and the 18 year old being sent out on their own.

I looked to Grace, my friend who had participated in the annual send offs. She had found her mate.

A twinge of envy stabbed my heart. I was suppose to go with her 2 years ago, but I didn't because I thought Mike was my mate.

I looked at Mike once again. He was staring at Jenny, his childhood crush, even he was crushing now. I don't know why but my eyes watered and my wolf whimpered. Had I made a mistake?

"1! Our Aplha yelled, 2! My heart hammered, 3!!"

All the 18 year old Roughs ran for the forest like a wave. Wave after wave of Roughs ran into the woods.

My heart hammered and my breath ragged. My hands began to sweat.

Bu-bump bu-bump.

I could hear my heart in my ears.

Run

My wolf whispered.

I looked to the Roughs running to find their other half and something snapped inside me.

RUN

I transformed into my wolf

I ran.

I just ran

into the forest, my wolf said frantically, he's waiting for you.

I ran

"SAM?!" Mom yelled after me

I looked back at her.

Her eyes were wide. She didn't expect me to go, he'll I didn't either.

While I looked back, I saw Mike.

He finally looked at me....

but now, I was never coming back to him, to home, ever again.

Deep down,... I felt that I would never find my mate..

I will die like humans, won't i?...







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