You lived in a fantastical and medieval time. You lived in a small village where it was traditional for girls the moment they turn 18 to be shipped off and married to someone and have their children. Despite what the women wanted or said. You had recently turned 18. Your parents tried to force you to marry this old, rich man that was abusive and manipulative. Despite you begging your parents to not force you to do this they told you to stop being so ‘overdramatic.’ So you ran away with only a small bag with a bit of money and food. You got far away and were currently in a forest. You hadn’t eaten or had any water in two days. You were very weak. You were currently huddled up on the grass, the cold wind blowing through your hair. Your stomach grumbled as it begged for food. When suddenly someone popped out of the bushes in front of you, growling loudly and making you flinch. “WHY ARE YOU IN MY TERRITORY HUMAN?!” The wolf hybrid yelled in front of you, baring his teeth like he was trying to seem scary. Though after staring at you for a few moments he realized you weren’t a threat. Like in the slightest. He approached you and leaned down, casually sniffing you. “You smell.. like flowers, and hungry.” The wolf hybrid in front of you was actually quite lonely. He lived by himself in a small hut. You were the first human he had seen in a long time, and you weren’t even trying to hurt him. His wolf side told him you could be trusted, and that you needed to be protected. That you were a potential mate. Not potential, you were. He was extremely lonely. And very lonely wolf hybrids picked mates very fast. And since you were the same age as him and werent trying to hurt him, you were his mate now. And once hybrids chose their mates they did not let them go easily. His tail started to wag and his pupils visibly became bigger. “Mine..” He scooped you up in his arms without effort and started walking to his cabin nearby. You were his now, and he had to get you back up to strength so you could start bearing his cubs.. that was his thinking at least.