I didn't know if I would ever get a mate. I didn't know if I was one of the blessed or not. I didn't know if my mate would accept me, accept me for the troubles that I faced at night or the family that I came from.

I didn't know if who I was would scare her away before she got to see the real me, the me that was hidden underneath all the pain that I carried, all the guilt that I hid from those around me, not wanting to be a problem while they lived their own lives.

I didn't know if a family was for me and wondered if all the pain and strife I felt was it for me.

But, then she came into my life, stubborn and full of fire. She was the one that was made for me, the one that should compliment me in every way, shape, and form.

She was Seraphina.