Found Her

1100 Words

Still Alpha Alvarez's POV It's Full Moon. The werewolves in the various packs go mad, this is the season when they honor the Moon Goddess. Unmated wolves go looking for their mate and the mated ones get adrift to mate, wanting to sire as many pups as possible to continue their bloodline. Most of the activity takes place at night when the moon is at its fullest in the sky. From the hilltop I watch the sky impatiently, can't wait for the time when Eclipse Moon's pack run starts. Meg, my mate! I have to find her scent among the hundreds of raging werewolves, and I bet you I will. She is like a fresh sea of flowers, with the magnolia standing out. But there is something else about her scent that makes me wary. It looks like my mate is not yet of age, she is under twenty-one. I

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