So, I'm currently ghostwriting, and this story line below is a part of a chapter!
Mrs Stanbury inspected the fields Daisy had finished clearing and gave her a nod of approval to rest for sometime before joining the others at noon to pluck carrots. Daisy marched through the trees to clear her mind. She was already sad. She was always sad. No smile had been displayed on her cheeks for the longest she could remember. She doubted they ever would be a day. She accidentally interrupted a pair of mate who was on their date. She saw the taller boy touch the chin of the bright faced girl with smiles, staring intimately at him. Daisy quickly backed away, heading east for the garden. She was in thoughts of years ago when she sat on the cushion asking her mother how she knew her husband was her mate. Daisy remembered how inquisitive she'd sounded when she asked. Daisy sighed, looking forward to her upcoming 18th birthday. She hoped she would sense her own wolf, a mate who could offer her some protection as she reached her destination. No one was there yet and Daisy went to sit on the dry leaves smelling the soil. She felt the warm blooded animal she was created to be appear on her skin.
