Soon It Will Be My Turn.
The sea of black cloaks began splitting up with each nerve step I took towards my end.
My breaths came out shaky, and my hands and feet were ice.
That's it? This was my end?
It sure felt like one.
I never thought how it was going to be, nobody does. Like any other person, I loathe the idea of dying at a young age. I still have so much to accomplish. Living a happy life with my mate might be out of the picture but except that I had some other plans for my life as well like exploring the world, visiting every country at least twice, once to know about that place, and a second time to enjoy it to the fullest.
I had plans of taking care of my pack until my hair turns grey or my children become capable of shouldering my responsibilities.
I also dream of helping my sister, Ashley finds a handsome and generous man who would take care of her and keep her so happy that she never looks back at her past and feels sad.