Abbie
I sat on the sofa with my hands covering my face as I grunted. I am too confused. Ok, I'll admit it. A part of me wants him... I do. I want him badly, and I feel... I feel I still love him. But it hurts to know that he didn't care to wait for me. I know I can't be mad because this is something he did while he and I didn't know we were mates, but it's different for us werewolves than what love means for humans.
Each of us werewolves is partnered with someone for life, they are our fated soul mates, and it is so sacred that being with them in a relationship can make us stronger, just as it can weaken us if we are rejected. It can kill us, if one is gone, and it hurts physically if one is unfaithful.
The bond makes it difficult to not be attracted to them, it's like... being under a
