CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

“Where's my father?” I asked as Jasper dragged my luggages behind him lazily.

“Hunting. Don't you remember what today is? If not for today's ceremony, many of our pack members would come out to greet you.”

Right. April twenty two.

By midnight, a new moon would emerge.

The blood moon.

The moon at the time would enhance our innate abilities, it was also the times wolves tended to lose control of themselves.

Finding your mate by this time could be thrilling and some girls fantasised about it because of the sex. I shook my head at it. The teenager read too many werewolves fanfiction these days it was messing up with their brains.

Rough sex wasn't healthy and shouldn't be glorified.

Look who's talking. I heard my wolf criticize.

I looked at the huge mansion in front of me, where I used to live.

I sniffed the air then walked past it. Surprised, Jasper followed after me yelling, “Aren't you going to your house? This is the perfect time to settle in so you don't deal with questions..”

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