Greta
I want to find my mate.
I've searched for them everywhere, but I have never had my nerves sit up and take notes. My mate seems impossible to find, yet I have high hopes when I follow Rebecca to the party.
"Are you ready to have fun?" Rebecca asks me as we stand in the line leading up to the frat house.
"More excited to search for my mate, to be honest."
Rebecca smiles at me.
We are in the same lycan pack, and Rebecca is a good friend. But she hisses like a cat the second we enter through the doors. Her attention is set on a gorgeous guy with inked arms.
He has odd-colored eyes, and I realize it's the midfielder on the soccer team. I've seen the girls on campus trading pictures with each other, and someone had a shot of him shirtless on the field.
The guy is hot, popular,
