Heir

Mates are kinda like a natural selection thing, the strongest tend to be picked up by a wolf. I'm telling you athletes; naturally strong people who have the stamina to "keep up" with a wolf in the moon goddess's opinion. After I notice this pattern, it's too late. Too late to quit volleyball, swim, and track. Too late to tell my sister, who used to wish for a werewolf mate, to start working out. Too late to make myself as undesirable as possible in the wolf's mind. Too late to not become a mate. Not like that would matter in the end. We were destined from the beginning.

It'll be just us at the end of the day.

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Elliot Archer is in her prime. She graduated high school at the top of her class, winning states for all three of her sports. Before the wolves had taken over she probably would have gone to college with a bunch of scholarships, but that's not the case. Elliot is required to attend her first mating ball where her life could change in the worst or best of ways.