My True Love, My Mate

Chapter 1

"C'mon Lex, come with me!" My older brother tugged my arm.

"I'm fine Mack! Besides, I'm too young for Mating Day!" I pulled my arm back.

Mating Day is a normal werewolf tradition that happens once every year, ironically on Valentines Day. Every werewolf has a mark somewhere in their body, and whoever else in the pack that has the same mark is your mate. Mating Day was when you show your marks to the pack and find out. Most wolves hide theirs until Mating Day- some  of the guys borrowing the girls' makeup to cover it. Also, you have to be sixteen to be there. I was not. I was only 13. But it is always super easy to sneak in. I guess the officials understand we want to find our mates A.S.A.P.

"We both know I can sneak you in the there," Mack smiled.

"Okay, okay. I'll go," I sighed.

"YES!" Mack shouted, "C'mon- you gotta look perfect."

Twenty minutes later, Mack had me dressed in Ali's galaxy skater skirt, his Led Zeppelin shirt, and my Cinderella-looking heels.

"Mack! Alex! Are you guys ready?" Jack called from the hallway.

"Yeah," I replied, opening the door. Standing outside was not only Jack, but his sister and my best friend Ali, too.

"Both brothers sneaking in their underage sisters. This is gonna be great," I laughed. Ali was older than me, her being 14, and Jack was the same age as Mack- 17.

"Yeah, whatever. Let's go," Jack rolled his big blue eyes.

Ali and I chatted while we trecked across the street.

Our house was the 'pack house' -only rooms downstairs if you are in the pack and need them, or for lockdowns. One room with an attached bathroom for each family. Across the street was the 'club house'. The Alpha family lived there, but downstairs is where we have parties and meetings and celebrate holidays or marriages.

Currently, the Eurizone basement was set up for Mating Day- hearts everywhere and tables to sit at. There was also food at the bar. Some people were already holding hands and kissing.

Ali and I sat down in the corner since we were underage.

"So who do you think yours is?" Ali smiled, resting her head in her hand.

"I have no idea. Jimmy, maybe? What about you?" I asked.

"No clue," she sighed.

Mates could be any gender, meaning you could be mated to the same sex, and there was no age limit. You literally could be mated to someone 50 years older than you. It's true love though.

Also, you can reject your mate if you don't like them. Few people do. However if you think you're too young or need time to think, you can reject the, for a certain period of time. That option is more common.

After a few minutes of silence, Mack came up to Ali and I, holding hands with our soon-to-be Alpha, Michael Eurizone.

"Ho-ly shit Mack," my eyes widened, "Mr. Almost Alpha is gonna be my brother-in-law someday!"

Both Mack and Mike laughed. I got up and gave Mike, aka Rizzo, and hug. In our pack, we pretty much call everyone by a nickname of their last name. Some of the examples include Mack, Jack (OC), Rizzo, I usually get called Baby Mack, Ali is called Baby Call, and Jimmy's sister Grace is called Baby Craig.

"Hey guys!" Grace came up, holding Jack's hand.

"Hey Gracie," Ali and I usually spoke in unison.

"Hey Baby Craig," Mack smiled.

"You guys find your mates yet?" Grace asked Ali and I.

"No, I wish I did though," Ali sighed.

"No," I mumbled.

"Come with me!" She grabbed mine and Ali's hands. Sat sat us down by Bill Baker and John Harrington, or Bah as we all called him.

"Show," Grace demanded.

I slid up my shirt sleeve. No match. Ali didn't get a match either.

"Thanks guys!"  Grace tore us away to the next group. Mike Pavelich, or Pav, and Billy Schneider, called Buzzy.

No match for me, but Ali smiled up at Pav. Cute couple, they are, but Buzzy looked disappointed.

"Wait," Ali turned and pulled her hair up, "I have a second one."

It matched with Buzzy's. I think all of our eyes went huge. Only one werewolf every 200 years has two mates.

Mrs Eurizone, a normally laid-back woman, came up running and yelling. Grace and I got out of there pretty fast.

At the next table David Silk, Jimmy Craig, and Phil Verchota.

"Hey little sister. Hey Lex," Jimmy smiled. I gave a smile back.

"Show your mark Alex," Gracie demanded.

I rolled my eyes and pulled up my sleeve again. David gasped and pulled up his as well. Same one. He got up and hugged me. I hugged back.

Once we were done hugging, I looked up into his blue eyes. His 6'3 towered over my 5'6 frame, even though I had heels on.

"I'm happy it's you," he smiled, and I never stopped smiling right back.