It was a year ago when I moved away, it was something that I chose to do. I thought I would be better for me to move away and never come back. HE caused all of it to go to hell by what he did to me, so I did what I thought was best. I moved away, like I moved as far away as possible. Don't get me wrong I stayed in contact with my family and sent them regular updates on how I was doing. Let me explain a little more. As this may be a bit confusing right now. My name is Alex Lakes and I am a werewolf. One year and one month ago I turned 18 and for every wolf this is the best day of your life, as you find your mate. Your true love, the one that was chosen for you centuries before you were born by the Moon Goddess. Well that's exactly what happened and I'm hoping by now that you would kind of understand that this didn't actually go so well. And when I say it didn't go so well I mean it went horrible wrong. You see my mate wasn't who I thought it would be, I thought it was going to be my best friend Parker Spring but he found his mate a month before on his birthday. So I had no idea who it was. Let's just say I've had a hard year and I'm not looking forward to the fact that I have to go home, you see my Grandmother is unfortunately dying and I have to return home. I just hope that I come home and get some peace. (I would just like to say thank you for reading this, if you do decided to read it and I'm also going to apologise for short chapters as I mainly write this when it comes into my head. And most the time this is late at night. Hope you enjoy .)