Kira’s POV
“Happy birthday, my dear Kira,” my mother's cheerful voice pierced through my sleep, jolting me awake. Blinking my eyes open, I found her seated beside me on the bed, her warm smile lighting up her face. Her sea-blue eyes—the same ones I inherited—sparkled with excitement.
“Happy fourteenth birthday, my darling,” she said, her smile widening. I returned her smile as I sat up in bed, rubbing my face.
“Good morning, Mother,” I greeted, my voice groggy from sleep.
“Good morning, my darling. Are you excited to get your wolf?” she asked. Her question made my stomach tighten with nervousness, something she noticed immediately.
“You don't have to be scared,” she reassured me gently. “If your wolf doesn't come today, you'll still have another chance on your eighteenth birthday, when you might also find your mate.” Her comforting words eased my nerves, and I nodded.
“Now, dress up and come downstairs. Your father and I will be waiting for you.”
“Alright, Mother,” I said, nodding as
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