Mated To The Thorns

POV: Autumn

I am 25 years old; I am a mateless werewolf. I don’t know if you know anything about werewolves or mates, but werewolves are normally mated at 17 years old. However, I haven’t found my mate. I am the alpha’s daughter of the Snow Dawn Pack. We reside in Helena, Montana, but the whole state is my dad’s territory. Everyone keeps telling me my mate is out there, but I don’t believe it, my mate probably got killed or is a rouge. Rouge is a wolf that either left the pack or got exiled for a crime they committed. Why they don’t just kill them is beyond me. Once they are out of a pack, they become feral. They have no emotions, no remorse for any other being they kill. I guess I should introduce myself. I am Autumn. I was named after the season obviously; I have bright red hair with silver streaks. My eyes are emerald green with a silver swirl, which I’m told is very rare and only the most powerful wolves have silver in their eyes. My wolf is also rare, since I’m an alpha bloodline, my wolf is bigger than others, but my wolf is also bigger than my dad, the alpha, which doesn’t happen. The alpha is always the biggest wolf. My wolf is silver with bright red tips. She has, of course, silver eyes. Her name is Athena. Having a wolf is like having someone else inside your head who can talk to you.

“Autumn! Wake up! AUTUMN! WAKE UP!” my mom, Sarah, yelled at me. I pulled my blanket over my head. Next thing I know, I have cold water over my head.

“MOOOMMMM! What the hell!” I yelled.

“You need to get up. It’s almost noon!” Mom yelled back. I rolled my eyes.