Sarah
My eyes pinged open. It was my birthday! Excitement and dread flooded me one after another. On the one hand, present and meeting my wolf in the flesh. Yay! On the other hand, maybe meeting my mate or maybe not. What if it wasn’t him? How was I going to cope?
“Morning my sexy human. Time to go get our mate,” my wolf said.
We’d known each other for two years. She was my alter ego. Sassy, horny and direct. Most werewolves got their wolf consciousness at sixteen, then shifted at eighteen. Our alpha shifted aged fifteen but then Quinn was next in line for the werewolf crown. He used to make me nervous but since his mate appeared and people stopped saying I would be his luna it’d become easier. Mind you, our luna was pretty scary.
“Happy birthday!” My mom came bursting into my room.
