I am just a very ordinary werewolf girl. I thought I might not find my mate this life, until he appears.
I am just a very ordinary werewolf girl. I thought I might not find my mate this life, until he appears.
The morning sun shone into the room, I opened my dim eyes and glanced at the watch on the bedside table. It was past eight o'clock in the morning. I stretched my whole body to relax, then turned around and found Emma sleeping soundly on the bed next to me.
I stared at her beautiful face, and couldn't help but wonder how there was such a perfect-looking girl in the world.
Emma is my cousin, she is only one year older than me. We have lived in the pack house since we were young. Since Emma has no parents and I don't have a father, we have lived in the same room since we met each other. Although we live in the same room, we are two very different people. Emma has beautiful golden curly hair. At this time, the sun shines through the lace curtains, and her hair gleams in the sun, looking very smooth and beautiful. Emma has been good-looking since she was a child. She has a delicate face. Her skin is as smooth and delicate as ceramics. She also has big bright green eyes. She is very popular in school, especially among the boys. She is always dazzling in the crowd, I think boys will probably like such a girl. And I have long black hair. Although I am not as beautiful as Emma, I am not ugly. I am just a very ordinary werewolf girl.
My gaze then noticed the open closet by the wall. Just like our two completely different appearances, Emma and I have different dressing styles. In Emma's wardrobe, you can see all kinds of dresses, mini skirts, scarves of various colors and other accessories. Emma is not only good-looking, her figure is also perfect. In addition, she likes to wear some tight skirts, which can better show her beauty. Therefore, in school, Emma always attracts the attention of others.
Then, my eyes stayed on my wardrobe. Most of the clothes hanging in it were sweaters, jeans, and T-shirts. In terms of dressing style, I prefer to choose comfortable clothes. I don't like makeup. No one notices me in school. Even my brother James doesn't treat me as a sister. Everyone thinks I am a tomboy. However, as far as my own personality is concerned, I don't like the feeling of being noticed. I prefer to be myself calmly and steadily. Emma and I are like people in two worlds.
When I was immersed in my thoughts, I heard someone knocking at the door, "Alice, it's time to get up, don't forget, today is your 18th birthday." I heard my mother said at the doorway, excited.
"I know, right now," I replied, and then suddenly sat up from the bed. Emma heard the conversation between my mother and me. She rolled over, rubbed her eyes with her hands, then slowly opened her eyes and said to me, "Alice, happy birthday."
"Thank you." I smiled at her, then got up and walked towards the bathroom.
I took a quick hot bath, and then I started brushing my teeth and washing my face. When I came out of the bathroom, Emma was gone, I guess she must have gone to her friends.
Then, I changed into my favorite sweater and jeans and walked out of the room.
Coming to the hall, I saw my mother, my brother James, Noel, and a bunch of other pack members are very busy.
"Alice, happy birthday." Noel noticed me and said to me with a smile. Noel is my only friend. We grew up together and we were almost inseparable. In the entire pack house, the relationship between the two of us is the best. As a friend, Noel always encourages and supports me, which makes me trust him very much and I am willing to be with him.
"Thank you, Noel." I stepped forward, stopped beside Noel, and gave him a big smile.
"My baby, happy birthday." Mom took me into her arms and whispered in my ear.
"Thank you Mommy." I said.
Mom let go of me, and then I turned my head to look at James, waiting for him to say something.
"Happy birthday, Ali." James opened his arms and smiled to me.
I walked towards him, then fell into his arms, "Thank you." I whispered in his arms. Although I think James is really an asshole sometimes, I still love him.
He released me from his big hug. "What are you doing?" I asked curiously, looking at the various masks on the table next to them.
"Prepare for the evening mask ball." Noel said excitedly.
"Mask ball?" I was very confused.
"Alice, this is a surprise we prepared for you. We know that you never like to be the focus of the crowd, so we designed this dance party specifically for you. At that time, everyone will wear a mask so that you don't feel embarrassed. Naturally. I hope you can find your mate at twelve tonight." Noel explained excitedly.
In fact, for us werewolves, 18 years old means that we have truly grown up, and it also means that we can have our own mates. At 12 o'clock midnight on the 18th birthday, the Moon Goddess will give us the ability to recognize the scent of mate, which will help us find our own mate.
"That's it, I like it very much." I smiled and said to everyone.
"Alice, you can choose a mask you like first." Mom said with a smile.
I walked to the table and saw all kinds of masks of various colors on it, and then I took a mask of the pink kitten closest to me. "That's it."
Every time he thought about that day, he felt more guilty, because if he didn't drink and sleep with her, he won't refuse her so mercilessly the next day. Then she might not leave.
The moment I saw him, I felt everyone around me disappear. My senses were magnified. The smell of the forest became more intense, the sound of the lake more distinct. His face seemed familiar. I have a strong desire. I felt as if I had entered another world.
I never thought that after the death of my father, everything had changed.
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