Winter is Mute orphan with a bad past She has trust issues She doesn't have many friends She has depression and anxiety She just got of foster care and is trying to get better She is Deans mate Can Dean help her Dean is the Alpha Werewolf of the whitestone pack He has friends but not many Unlike most he's not a player But that doesn't mean he's not a sorta 'bad boy' He's been waiting for his mate and has had maybe two girlfriends He has a bad past but is good at hiding it Can Winter help him Both with different lives and from different background but both fighting demons. Can they help each other overcome their pasts or will they crash and burn ending up more broken then before . Read and find out ***Trigger warning*** This story contains self harm and suicidal thoughts and eating disorders that can be triggering I don't mean to make you sad if you do get sad I'm very sorry please don't hate me its probably not that good... but you should read I anyway and see my cringe xD its my first story on here so don't judge please There probably spelling errors so if you see any please tell me... Enjoy ❤❤❤❤❤

After the Lycan overtake of the government, many things changed for humans. This includes Paige White, who because of being human, is mistreated, beaten up, and forced to live in the slum area, a specific area made for the lowest race in the current world; Homo sapiens. After having turned 16, she is forced to attend the mating ball, a ball for the werewolves to meet their mate, something Paige and her parents have always prayed to not happen to her, but in vain. *** I let my fingers brush against the back of the books, feeling myself becoming giddy at all the different titles. I turned around and went over to another bookshelf, bending my knees to look closer at the books on the bottom shelves. My muscles froze in place when I heard the door opening, a line of light spreading next to me. I closed my eyes, praying that my snooping wouldn't end up being the death of me, before abruptly straightening out my knees, and then slowly turning around. Because of the light coming from behind him, all I could see was a tall broad-shouldered silhouette, a pair of eyes lighting gold. My heart stopped in my chest. "Mine."