~Amber~ A week. It had been a whole week since the last time I saw Malia, which had been right after the war. She said she had to leave, but that she’d be back, soon. And I hadn't seen or heard a word from her since. The waiting was driving me insane, I needed her. She was my mate, it wasn't supposed to be this hard, was it? After the war, Malia came with me to meet my family and the pack. They were all very welcoming and didn't show the slightest bit of disrespect. It was a great fear of mine, the outing of me wanting to be with a woman. I wondered how they would all take it, it isn't very usual amongst werewolves that you love another of the same gender. But I had known since I was young. I never had the kid crushes on guys, it was always on girls. One girl at the school I went to, I would daydream about for years, hoping she would be my mate. And then I turned eighteen, and as most girls in our packs found their mates, I was left alone. They tried setting me up with unmat
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