Dressed in all round black, Miranda looked back at the room she has called hers for almost a year now and bid it goodbye. She picked up her bags and went downstairs to join Carl and together they stood waiting for his mother Emily. He looked at the breath-taking beauty, and not for the first time wished she was his. He has given up on the possibility of ever having a mate. Being a hybrid, he did not know if he will find his mate in a pack of werewolves. When he came of age over two decades ago and did not find his mate at his coven, he had travelled to other covens but still did not find her. He knows that Miranda is special and that there is a special mate waiting for her also. That reality has made him remove his mind from any romantic feeling towards her and rather he had focused on hel
