Part 1: The village...

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{Jezzabelles pov}

"Wakey wakey" I hear my mother say as I peak my eyes open to see her with a small cake with a candle on it,

"Happy 17th birthday sweetie" She says with a smile as I see my two brothers and parents staring at me with a smile on their faces,

"Mom, couldnt you wait till after I wake up?" I ask with a smile while wiping my eyes as she laughs,

"But what if you met your mate by then?" She asks as I chuckled,

"If she did, I'd like to be the first one to kick his a-" before my oldest brother Jason finished his sentence my mother slapped his arm,

"Hey! She just turned 17 now dont be a meanie and go get her some milk to drink with her cake" She says as I smile and sit up while she hands me the cake she bought with her savings,

"Thank you mom" I say blowing the candle after making my wish as she smiles,

"I wonder who your mates gonna be" My little brother Johnny asks laying on my bed as I ruffle his hair,

"Me too John John" I say picking him up as he giggles when I tickle his belly,

In my family, there were five of us. My mother Jackelyn, who works down at the bakery. My father John, who delivers letters for 9 cents an hour. (They live in a poor village) Then theres my oldest brother Jason who is older then me by a year. Has he found his mate? Sadly no. Hes 18 already and since the rules were we find our mate at 17. I guess he wasnt as lucky as our parents. Our parents met as soon as they turned 17 because their birthdays were on the same day. Last, but not least is the youngest of the siblings. My little brother Johnny Jr. being 9 years old. He still has dreams about turning 17 and finding his mate. I imagine him being a kin gentleman when he finds his mate. Unlike my older brother, who is always protecting me when a guy tries to talk to me. I mean, I like the fact of having my mothers luscious looks but when I have a brother who tries to attack any unmated wolves getting at me is very annoying.

"Heres your milk belle" Jason says handing me a glass of milk as my parents and Johnny walk out of my room,

"thank you" I say taking it from him before he looks at me weirdly,

"What?" I ask with a giggle as he smiles in a strange way,

"Look, I know Im very protective of my little sister and all" he says rubbing the back of his neck as I nod,

"But I want you to know, that if you find your mate....and he treats you wrong I swear I-" before he finished I cut him off by rolling my eyes,

"Jason, I know its your job to be protective of me but you and I both know that I dont really know who my mate is or what hes gonna be like. So, for now can you be a little easier on any guys that come near me?" I ask with a smile as he rolls his eyes before nodding as I got up to hug him,

"Thank you" I say pulling away as he chuckles before standing up,

"But I may still kick his ass if I dont like who he is" He says before walking out my room as I laugh before placing my cake on the nightstand and walking inside my small bathroom,

I looked at myself in the mirror as I noticed most of my features were from my mom. I had my mothers long wavy brown hair. Her hazel eyes were the same as mine. The only thing I had from my dad was my slightly caramel skin. Even though any skin tone was fine with me. I shrugged my clothes off before walking into the small shower as I turned on the warm water. My body was different from most of the other females in the village. Most of the women in our village were quite perky about their bodies so they liked to starve themselves for some reason. Their body types were either too skinny or quite large. I was on the medium size I guess. I had a thin waist, with quite large thighs that curved. My front and bottom were quite noticeable as well, especially to the male wolves in our village.

My oldest brother Jason had my fathers looks. My father was a hard worker and his body being half werewolf was fit. They were both built, with tattoos, and quite the ladies man. Well my brother since my father is now married with three kids. My dad had blonde hair and blue eyes which my brothers inherited alot while I was just regular brown head with hazel eyes and curves.

I walked out of the shower and dug through my clothes before slipping on my undergarmets and throwing on one of the fabric dresses my mother got me. It was a regular dress that had sleeves, buttons at the top, and flowed till the top of my ankles. I smiled before slipping on my flats and twirled my hair into two pieces before tying them together at the back of my head before heading downstairs to my family.

"Sweetheart, here are the deliveries for today. Can you handle them for today?" My mother asks handing me a basket as I nodded before waving them good bye and slipping on my coat,

Since our village was struggling with their taxes, we never really got around with having schools. So they decided to have parents teach us at home by having us help them out with work till we're old enough to start having our real actual jobs. And mine, was delivering the pasteries and other baked goods around the village to help my mom. I guess finding my mate would be a piece of cake...get it? Cause my mom works in a baker- ok never mind.

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