Bastian and I had a fantastic year. He wasn't the kind of guy who gave me flowers or gifts, but he still behaved like a gentleman and took me on dates sometimes. He hasn't cheated on me either, and even my wolf is starting to like him; she still has some fears herself, but they are subsiding. Today was our date night. We were going to eat something in a new restaurant they just opened. Bjorn has changed his hair color with my help, and now people don't look at him differently. I even suggested that he change his scent so that if we found werewolves, we could pass them as common ones.
It was a good time. I was happy. I haven't thought of my true mate, but I know I might find him eventually. When you have a chosen mate, you take the risk of finding your true one. It usually gets very messy,
