Two years later…
Lucia
It’s finally the day my sister and I have been waiting for. It's Lily and my 18th birthday. The day we can finally claim our mate. We already know who our mate is, but he doesn't know that we know. We are one hundred percent sure, and our wolves confirmed it for us when they first appeared when we turned 16.
He is gorgeous and perfect, and he happens to be a prince we have known all our lives. “There, all done,” Lily says as she adds the finishing touches to my hair. “Do you think he will like it?” I ask and she smiles. “He will love it and he will love us. Don’t do this to yourself. He is our mate, he will accept us. Haven't you noticed the way he looks at us?”
“I did, but there is always a chance he could turn us down.” “Why would he? We are perfect,” she say
