Every time I close my eyes I see her. My wolf. She runs with the pack and she is never far from her mate. Together they howl to the moon and back. Stronger than any of the others. They are the alpha's. And together they storm my dreams but to bad that's all they are, dreams.

The first day of my senior year is tomorrow. I should be getting a good nights sleep and go to bed early but instead I have my nose stuck in a book. But what can I say I love to read. My favorite genre is fiction. Especially ones about werewolf's. I wish with all my heart that I could be a werewolf I've practically pretended I've been one for as long as I can remember. I don't know if it's their ability to phase from human to wolf or the fact that each wolf has a true mate that will love them for eternity maybe it's just the power of the pack bond. But what ever it is I love werewolves and would do anything to be one.