HIS WILD ROSE

ALVARY POV

If anyone ever told me I'd be ever lucky to meet my mate I wouldn't believe it because no one in my family line ever did. They all just ended up with random people never having the luxury of meeting the one destined for them. At some point, it felt like a curse. Other times, it just seemed as though we were unlucky.

Finding your mate wasn't naturally common but there were wolves usually lucky to meet theirs, and I always envied them. Some say they are favored by the goddess, others believe that they were from the line of the goddess hence they would naturally carry her blessings.

For me, I felt the goddess was being impartial. Why give mates to some and leave the rest to suffer and die in loneliness for the rest of their lives? Why don't we all suffer the fate of never meeting our mates?

Yes, I know it's possible to actually pick a mate yourself if you are among the unlucky ones but it's never as perfect as finding your soulmate, and feeling the bond drawing you both to eac