Amara was beyond excited. It was her eighteenth birthday and Damien had been insistent she have a party that he'd actually organized himself. She dressed with care, a little black dress that skimmed her waist and flowed down, a wide split down the legs to show them off. She mingled, Damien's hand on the back of her as they went from pack member to pack member. Her new necklace swung around her neck. Damien had gifted her a locket, made of white gold with pictures of them both in it, the words' "I love you" inscribed on it. Amara had almost cried, she'd been that touched by his gift.
Damien was being very protective of Amara now that she'd turned eighteen, her shift was imminent and would be happening that very night. He couldn't wait to see what kind of wolf she possessed and he could s
