The Chosen.

You never actually know who your gonna fall in love with. I'm sure you've imagined it a thousand ways, that one day you would just walk into a room and suddenly there would a wisp if air and you'd smell cookies .... or bark.. or something that would immediately connect you to the person your supposed to be tied to for the rest of your life .

Let's be realistic. Nine times out of ten humans get knocked up and then get married. It's more out of necessity then actually love.

In my world, you don't get to choose. The oracle tells you on your 18th birthday who you will be shackled to for your entire life.

Will it be a witch? Wolf? Goblin? It's a surprise and a shock all at the same time... unless of course your like me.

My chosen died... two days before my 18th birthday. Yay me....