Silver moon howling

I feel the wind brushing up against my fur as I sit waiting for the moon to full rise. I look longingly at the already young mated females most of them being in my grade. "I wish I had that" I whisper to myself.
Abigail Moore is a normal teenager just starting out in 10th grade. There is only one thing different she's a werewolf and not just any werewolf the next female alpha. But sadly she is still hasn't found her mate. Her and her wolf both long for a mate but neither though it was going to be him.