I'm back home again, after being away for three months. I went up to Alaska to help out my cousin. He had an accident and broke his leg, and needed someone to help out in his bakery. We're a pack and the pack is number one, always. If a pack member is in trouble and needs you, you do whatever you can to help out. Since I'm a freelance web designer, I can pretty much create my own schedule, and work on the road, so it's easy for me to be the one who gets called to go and give a hand.
I'm also the only adult in my pack who is single...
...which pretty much sucks.
I'm surrounded by a bunch of couples who are all totally in love. Even my parents and grandparents, who have been together since the beginning of time, pretty much, are still amorous with each other. It's a drag to be the odd man out. I mean, it's not like they are always hugging and kissing on each other, but there's a depth there that they have all experienced and I haven't. I mean, they all love me and we have a great time getting everyone together, but when it comes down to it. I'm the only one going home alone.
Shapeshifters like me, we literally bond to another person, sort of like a soul mate. It's an overwhelming sense of attraction and connection that you just can't ignore. At least that's what everyone tells me. And you can see it in how the bonded pairs interact with each other. There are reasons behind it, which I might explain in more detail another time, but lets just say it's for safety on several levels.
Everyone in my pack for at least four generations has met their mate between the ages of 16 and 21. And here I am, 26, and I still haven't met mine. I've pretty much given up hope of ever being part of a bonded pair. I mean, if it hasn't happened yet, I don't think it will. Of course, this doesn't mean I haven't had relationships. I have. I've had my heart broken and I've broken at least one along the way. But it's not the same thing.
Because being a shapeshifter, you don't get married and have kids with anyone other than your bonded mate. So I think I'm going to be growing old alone. Which, like I said, pretty much sucks. But it's not like I spend all day thinking about it. I've got a very busy life, and it's a fun life, too. I've got my freelance jobs, I help my dad and grandfather out with their construction business, I spend a lot of time hiking and running in the woods in both human and wolf form. And I've got a great group of guy friends that really enjoy each other's company. So I'm living a full life. I would just like it to be a little fuller.