White Lightning

[Ongoing Serial Novel][Werewolf] [MIW] In our world, for every female pup born there were five very eager and wanton males waiting for her to turn of age. Some packs considered their females to be ripe at sixteen, but my great-grandfather had established our pack's mating age at eighteen. True mates no longer existed, the idea that two star-crossed and destined lovers would find one another by scent and fall irrevocably in love was merely a thing of legend. Instead, our pack and several of our friendly neighbors had established a system of arranged pairings. [AWESOME cover by the super talented @XSatansBabydollX]