I thought it’s not okay for me to leave. Don’t we all think that? But you know what? It’s okay to leave.  No one deserves to withstand the negligence an important person can drill into them. You’re worth something better. Which is way I packed my bags and

  She couldn’t accept to be their mate, since she believed they were the cause of her misery. And the worst thing was, they didn’t care to correct her.

  I'm the last She-wolf, an odd type since female wolves had stopped existing centuries ago. With that fact, came some peculiarities, such as owning two mates, instead of one.