Abigail Aguilar is a 17 year old year old werewolf who still hasn't found her mates. she has been waiting for over a year and is losing hope. Till one day she goes to school and smells a cinnamon and mint scent that was mouth watering. She also smells a vanilla raspberry scent. Both of the scents are coming from the same direction. Her wolf Angie is telling her to follow the scent. She then sees the most sexyest man alive but... why are there two of them? THIS IS NOT A JACK AND FINN HARRIES FANFICTION. All rights reserved ®

Amidelle Gray learns what happens when the countdown on her wrist finally clocks zero, but her supposed soulmate is far from what she'd call well-suited; instead ready to challenge her entire view of the world she lived in. --- Moira; ˈ /mɔɪrə/ : individual destiny : the will of the gods : fate :

He looked at his mate's flustered face and reddened lips. Now that he knew what it was like, to be this close to her, he had to hold himself back even more, to not open the door to her room and throw her onto the bed. "So..." Ava started but forgot what she was about to say. The intimate atmosphere turned to an awkward one really quickly from her point of view. She had never been kissed with that much passion and need before. Tyler scratched the back of his head and chuckled as he loosened his grip around her waist. "You should take a shower after the shock." Then he quickly disappeared from her sight, leaving Ava in confusion. What was it with this man? Smut, be aware ;)