Seventeen.

Milo POV.

What the hell was he thinking, I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him this time, I don't care if she's his soul or not, that boy doesn't even deserve a mate, he needs a good beating, and although he had received a beating from me already, he's not giving up, that boy is going to keep being an idiot.

Something pulled me toward the wood, I felt the pull the one that my wolf couldn't fight off, I just wanted to get out there, and sit out there in the woods, I didn't have anything to do in the woods, nothing but that pulling.

I made it to the middle of the woods and took a seat, I was lost in my mind, thinking of my future mate, my soul, was my soul okay? Being taken care of? Was my soul carrier so young that the gods didn't think that we needed to meet yet, that it's better to keep my soul away and give the carrier some time to grow up and get ready to meet me, I just hoped so.

I was lost in my mind, I wasn't paying attention to anything, not to my surroundings, I was in