Love doesn't last

I love him....I loved him....I still do..... Wolves. That's what we are. People say that were dangerous.....but we're really not. I wish they would see that. We hunt. Well,I don't. Not yet. I wont...can't until my birthday next week. Six days. August 12th. Six more days and I'll be 18. It's not like I have a choice really. My pack will force me to shift and even if I refuse, the CONVENT full moon will force me to. A ceremony is held for every new member to our pack on their 18th birthday. I'm so nervous, because I feel like I'm gonna turn into an UGLY werewolf. I dont want to scare my mom, she hasn't never even seen a werewolf, father refuses to shift in front or her for fear or scaring her. Then there's the part I dread the most. I've been trying to find a way to avoid that day ever since I met him. Part of the ceremony is that I have to find a mate. Someone who I will spend all of my life/wolf life with. But.......I already found........Him His name is Niall..........Niall Horan