Lost Love

1 My Prince Charming Is the Big Bad Wolf

As a young girl you dream of finding your Prince Charming. No matter how cliché that sounds, it's true. You want to find that one person who can complete you in a way no one else could. Werewolves have a term for this.

Soulmates.

A lot of girls never find this though, but i did. I got lucky.

Bane Lykos moved to my pack lands when i was just eight years old. I remember watching through the window as my uncle led him down the sidewalk to our door. He was a small, scrawny boy with ink black hair and the saddest blue eyes I've ever seen.

My heart immediately jumped when i saw him, and I felt the wolf inside me stir at his presence. As if he felt it too, his head snapped up in my direction. The moment my grey eyes met his blue ones i fell in love. Of course I didn't exactly understand what that meant, but I knew I never wanted to spend another moment without him. Running past my parents I threw open the door to greet them. Smiling, my uncle placed a hand on his shoulder. "Alyxandria, meet Bane." Our eyes met again, and I realized that ocean blue was my new favorite color.

Bane's pack had been destroyed by traveling rogues. Every member of the tiny pack, including his parents had been murdered. The local Alphas had been tossing him around for awhile. Bane had alpha blood, making him competition for their own heirs. Even though my uncle had a son to carry on his line, he still took Bane in. My cousin, Kane, wasn't too happy about it either. Growing up with him was bad enough. now that he saw Bane as a threat, he made it his life's mission to give him hell. The thing I admired most about Bane was that it never bothered him. No matter what Kane did, Bane always beat him at his own game.