My life was as normal as it could get. I had an amazing brother, a great home, friends. And ambition. And if I'm being fairly honest, it was how I've always wanted it to be. But the truth cannot be hidden over the fact that I was a werewolf, and the daughter of a deceased beta. And...also, that I've found my mate. The absolute ruler of the werewolf kingdom.
Oh, and not to mention the apparent accusation of the whole 'witch' shenanigans.
You're probably thinking: 'oh wow!' And trust me, I know. At only Seventeen, you'd expect my priority of worries is making it through senior year.
I wish I could tell you that I won't make mistakes. But I know I will. I'm not some courageous heroin that's amazingly gorgeous, with a perfect mindset, and can sword-fight, or do karate of some sort.
Heck, I can't even doge a volleyball! What more an actual knife?
But of there's one thing i can tell you, is that I was scared. Scared of failing, Scared of letting down everyone I know and love, and scared of thinking I can change him.
I was scared of letting my heart fall into the wrong hands. His hands.
𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 had her fair share of loss for the past seventeen years. Now that she's turning eighteen, it means finally leaving the orphanage she grew up in and going to college very far away, something she's been waiting for all her life. To leave and never come back.
After applying for just about any college far enough from the south with good degree programs, she was devastated to get rejection letter after rejection letter, even though she's worked so hard all these years.
When the last batch of acceptance letters gets rolled out, Baby was shocked but ecstatic to find out she was granted to a full ride of a school two thousand miles away in Seattle, Washington named Oak Hill University located almost downtown Seattle. It almost seemed too perfect. Like it was like fate, everything was falling into place.
When she arrives, she finds herself struggling to let go and get rid of her past while continuing to experience new things in life, and learning to feel free from what was keeping her back.
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𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐚 has been the King of Werewolves for a long while now after the death of his father in 2001, making him eight years old when he started his ruling. Of course, he had the help of his mother, the Queen, whom was a simply always very generous and kindhearted woman.
The Queen unknowingly made sacrifices to magically find the mate of her son, that costed her good health done by an untrustworthy powerful witch.
Knowing her son won't be alone for too much longer now made the Queen fully accepting of her future fate. But Silas's strong uncertainty of ever wanting a mate has made it just as confusing when he suddenly meets the person whom he never thought existed.