(Ember's POV)
Hi, my name is Ember. Now I have the biggest secret ever, I guess not so secret with my family. I am a werewolf! My wolf self is pure white even though I am not an omega and I love to keep my fur clean. In a week, I will turn 18 and find my mate. I know my mate will be a strong dominant, I feel it. My best friends Harper and Grayson turned 18 a couple weeks ago and they were each other's mates which was lucky because they already liked each other. After I turn 18, my heat will be even stronger than it already is. My first heat was when I was 16 and it was so strong, my dad had to lock me in my room to keep me away from other dominants lurking nearby. Once I'm mated, only my mate will be able to smell my heat. Anyway, I get ready for school and put on a white t-shirt, dark blue cuffed, skinny jeans, a black leather jacket, and white Converse. After adding a little bit of mascara, I head downstairs for breakfast.
Downstairs I eat a ham sandwich and then go to meet up with Grayson and Harper because I am riding in the limo with them. My twin brother Ethan has to attend to training new warriors so he has to skip school. I go outside to meet my friends and see they are making out which is pretty common when you see them. Out of the corner of my eye, I see my dad and Chris. Chris is going to be the next alpha for the pack so he and my dad are usually talking about alpha duties. I look their way and see Chris looking at me. I wave to him and he waves back. Chris is basically a family friend and a brother to me although I don't see him as a brother. I have kind of liked him for a long time but I don't know if he likes me. He is two years older than me and everything one could want in a mate. I can't think about him in that way though because you are not supposed to think about other people like you would your mate. I pull Harper and Grayson away from each other and we walk to the limo. As we are driving to school, I just sit there thinking about Chris and mates; all too soon, we arrive at school.
(Chris' POV)
When I saw her through the kitchen, my wolf yelped,
"Mate, Mate!"
Ember doesn't know this yet but I am her mate. Soon she will be mine, I think about her perfect body under mine and her moaning under me. I let out a low growl and Richard notices.
"What was that about?" he asks.
"Nothing Alpha." I respond.
I go back to thinking of Ember. I remember when I smelt her scent on my eighteenth birthday. She smelt like warm vanilla and honey, and she still does. I also remember when she first went into heat. My body craved hers badly, that her dad had to lock me and her up. I want her to be my Luna, my mate, my other half. My wolf is jet black and hers is pure white. It's like we were handpicked to be mates by the Moon Goddess herself. We would perfect together like Yin and Yang. She is the prettiest wolf I have ever seen and it won't be long until she is my Luna at my side.