His Mate, Her Jerk

Chapter one.

You would think being a lycanthrope (someone that is able to shift). Life would be so incredibly amazing but it's not exactly . My life's perfectly normal. I mean I'm basically human. I can't shift, I don't have a mate, I don't have a wolf. All this is because im a deman a specila type of werewolves who lavk the abilty to have wolves.The only thing that reminds me that I'm a werewolf is that I live in a pack owned by a ruthless alpha ruler who brutally killed the former alpha before owning the pack,with my family.
A rustle in the bushes made me know that there was someone there with me and the only other person was my best friend,Jacob.
Jacob, a college sportsmen. He's like the best sportsmen in the continental U.S,okay so that's over exaggerating ,but he has been to 15 different sports competition especially soccer and he has won all.He's on his way to the Olympics next year.Now I am sure you are wondering what that kind of guy is doing with this kind of high-schoolgirl.
Well, Jacob has been my best friend since-only goddess knows how long. I told him, he should stick to his mates, but does he ever listen to me? Nope.

He sat down next to me and handed me a can of soda.

"Thanks" I said collecting it from him whole he opened his can and took a huge gulp.

I let out a huge sigh.

"Jacob, do you think I would ever find my mate?" I asked all of a sudden.

Jacob choked on his drink and spluttered all over me.

"Really!!" I exclaimed.

"Sorry" he apologised.

"It's fine........ I think." I smiled fakely  trying to get spit soda off me.

"Why do you ask?" He was referring to my previous question.

"I don't know."I answered.

I really didn't know, I just have a high level of hope that I would find him but there was an incredibly low possibility of me even meeting him.

Why? There was no way I could find my mate without a wolf, it just wasn't done.

Few of the members of my packs were also demans just like me.

The most who aren't  demans live their life's happily leaving us to suffer.

Not that I'm complaining though. It's not like it's their fault.j

Being a deman is like having a special power without the ability to use it.

And it sucks.

I don't want to pair myself up with just anyone. Mates are destined to stay with you through thick or thin,
when you both meet, one way or the other you end up loving each other. The moon goddess knows how she does her things.

"Jenn, not to break you are anything but if I were to say that you were going to find your mate sometime in life then I would give it a three percent chance" he said while hesitating at some point or another.

"Okay, how about sometime soon?" I asked.

"Then I'd say the chances are close to never"

I shrugged carelessly.

A million dreams is all its gonna take.

"Let's go, dad must be looking for me"

I got up and dusted dirt off the back of my pants.

I walked on about two metres while he still dusted his.

"Race you back home." I yelled before sprinting off.

"Hey! No fair" Jacob yelled from far behind.