Jarrod

Intro It was finally your eighteenth birthday. You finally could start looking for your mate. You've been waiting for this day for years, wanting so badly to fall in love. You were walking around school with your best friend Alice when suddenly the scent of pine and lavender drifted through the air. Your wolf went nuts, howling. Your mate must be nearby. You grab Alice's arm and drag her through the crowd, trying to figure out who it is. You stopped as the scent grew stronger. Your mate was right in front of you. You looked up and backed up until you bumped into Alice behind you. It was Jarrod Monroe. Everyone called him the Quiet Giant. He was 6'4, towering over your 5'2 stature. He had shaggy black hair that always fell around his brown eyes. He was well muscled, like he spent a lot of time at the gym. But he never spoke to anyone. He has no friends in the school and not much was known about his personality. You and him stared at each other in silence for a moment before Alice shoved you forward. "Say something!" she whispered in your ear.