Every male werewolf has a mate. A mate is their other half. Their other self. Without a mate, a werewolf is nothing but a rogue, crazy and deadly. I found my mate at the least expected moment. My insides were going crazy at that moment. I couldn't believe it. I was almost giving up on ever finding her. But... She didn't smell good. She didn't smell like the woods. It didn't seem right. Then she stepped out of the shadow. Or at least I thought it was a she.