So get this, a couple on months ago I was walking home and this crazy chick attacked me. Turns out, she was a newly turned werewolf and, here's the kicker, my one and only mate.
Needless to say, life has been a rollercoaster ever since. Not only did I have to figure her and her whirlwind enotions out, but I had to rescue her from her crazy as* maker which was, in itself, not the walk in the park I'm used to. Everything is back on track now, but good grief, what a pain in the arse just to claim a mate.