Over the years there have been multiple stories about werewolves and their mates, how they found them, how they work together and how that person becomes the other's world. And there was a boy who knew nothing about such a thing, being born as outcast. After he was finally able to escape, he thought he used up all the luck he would get but that wasn't the case. What if he was finally able to get a mate of his own? What would his happiness cost?