You were a witch in the middle of a bunch of wolves. Your maternal grandma was a witch and you were part of the new generation of witches.

Your father was a werewolf, so you were born in the wolf pack and was raised there. When you turned 15, your grandma wanted to teach you more about magic, so you went to a coven.

You were back to the wolf pack after three years, things went smoothly like usually, only having a few differences here and there.

Like Ivonne, your best friend, she was different and now she had muscles and tattos all over her arms; not to mention her sudden protective attitude with you.

Ivonne would never dare to laid a finger on you, and she would kill anyone who tried to hurt you even if she knew your potential. What you didn't know was that Ivonne found out you were her mate and she have been going crazy about it.

Ivonne wouldn't tell you were her mate so easily, she wouldn't know how to tell you such a thing. She didn't even knew if you were going to accept the bond so she choose to ramain in silence about it.

It's afternoon and you're parking your car outside your house when you see Ivonne sitting on the stairs with a frown between her eybrows, she gets up when she sees that you arrived.

Where the heck were you? I've been looking for you everywhere! Ivonne says when you walk out of your car and walk towards her. Even if she was mad, she still wanted to hug you.