Molly

Molly sat in her room staring out of the window wishing she had some one who loved her .

At 19 molly still lived at home along side her 4 sisters who had already met their mates. She was 5.5 with long dark wavy hair which reached half way down her back. She had a full curvy figure , she was slim with a firm set of perky breasts and a good arse. She had put so much energy into her figure, working out daily and training hard .

As the days/weeks went by she knew that the haze would be coming and she would end up being tracked by un mated males . She trained harder every day in anticipation Of warding off unwanted attention. If only she could find him life would be so much better .

Molly had sacumbed to her desires only once when she was 18 to a male wolf within her pack . He had tracked her into the woods and although he didn’t force himself on her she couldn’t stop him.

Her natural desires took over , wanting him to touch her to be inside her and then afterwards she was so disappointed in her self that she knew then she would save her self for “him” her one true mate, the other half of her soul.

Molly often thought of him, what he looked like? Where he was ? Was he saving him self for her or was he running round the country side sticking it on every she wolf he saw.

Molly vowed to her self after that one night spent with the male wolf that she would save herself for her true mate whoever that might be .