Dear Diary, I Have A Mate

by Abbie Lynn

  Epilogue

  Dear Diary,

  It's been a while. How've you been?

  It's been five years since I've written in you. I guess I don't need to write down my thoughts anymore because I speak them now.

  I wanted to say thank you. Thank you for being there when no one else was. Thank you for letting me write down everything I needed to get out. All the tears that hit the pages and the nights I didn't want to be alive anymore for a while you were all I had.

  Now I have everything I ever wanted.

  I have this diary to thank for that. Who knows what would have happened to me if I hadn't written down my thoughts. I wouldn't have had anything to give my thoughts too. For a while all I had was paper and pencils.

  But what happened over the past five years?

  First Kaya, she's twenty-one now. She and Owen got married when they were eighteen and at nineteen she became a mother to my first grandchild, a little girl named Aucten. She's two and a half now and you'll never guess what color eyes the little angel has, green. Just like her grandma and great grandma.

  Carson and Tiana are next. They got married last year. Tiana just gave birth to my second grandchild and first grandson, little Andrew. Andrew is gorgeous. He has light hair and brown eyes. He's definitely a little chunker.

  Tyler my crazy nephew is exactly as we thought, just like Carter. He's fifteen now and he found his mate last year. Her name is Amzie. She is a quiet girl with dark hair and pale blue eyes.

  Also, you'll never guess who stopped by last year, Addie and Paxton. They are so cute together and have one son and two little girls. Mila and Mya are eight-year-old twins and Travis is seventeen.

  My mom and Krieg got married! We see them about once a week, and they both love being great grandparents.

  As for Carter and Audrey, Audrey is still my best friend in the entire world and Carter is still annoying as hell.

  These past five years have been amazing and I can't wait for all the years to come.

  ~Aria

  “I haven't seen you write in that for a while.” Ty observed, entering our bedroom.

  “Yeah I can't remember when I stopped.”

  “Na-nana!” I heard a little voice call.

  “Aucten?” I called back.

  “They're here!” Ty excitedly said, racing downstairs. I followed him and smiled when I saw Kaya, Owen, and Aucten in the doorway.

  “Hey mom!” Kaya smiled.

  “My angel!” I smiled, hugging her tight and lifting Aucten out of her arms.

  “Nana!” She smiled.

  “Yes, you're my littlest angel, aren't you?” I beamed at the green-eyed child.

  “Angel,” she sang, nodding her head making her beautiful light hair bounce up and down.

  Then Carson came in with Tiana cradling our newest little man in her arms. Andrew is already bright and gives you his full attention when you talk to him and he's only one month old!

  After the kids left I wandered back upstairs to find myself reaching for my diary once again. Once again, I opened it and then I flipped through it a little. I read the first page and the next. I read all the pages.

  From my first entry of sorrows to my first entry of Ty, I read everything.

  Dear Diary,

  Ty did it. He made me laugh for the first time in nine years.

  ~Aria

  I laughed at the memory. I laughed for the first time when Ty smartly commented, “I'm not a cat Aria.”

  Dear Diary,

  I'm officially Arrabella Benson!

  Everything about the wedding was amazing!

  I love Tyson so much.

  ~Aria

  The entry following one of the best days of my life:

  Dear Diary,

  Kaya is six months old today! Wow already halfway to one.

  She's amazing. She lights up the room. She laughs at everything and loves me. She is such a loving and happy baby.

  It is the best feeling in the world when she places her small head on my shoulder.

  Ty and I are better than ever too. Kaya just completes our little family so amazingly.

  ~Aria

  My favorite entry I have of Kaya:

  Dear Diary,

  Audrey and Carter are having a girl!

  ~Aria

  The entry when I found out I was going to be an aunt:

  Dear Diary,

  Our son is coming any day now!

  His room is ready and it's all Kaya talks about.

  ~Aria

  I can still feel the excitement when I read this one.

  My favorite entry still makes me smile; it was the entry after finding out about mates.

  It read:

  Dear Diary,

  I have a mate. What is a mate? I don't know. I think it means friend. I don't have friends. I don't talk to anyone, besides you. I don't even write in school, people think I'm stupid. It's him, Diary. It's Tyson. I don't know what it is about him; well I guess I do know. It's everything about him. Everything he does makes me smile. It's him; he makes me want to talk. He makes me feel like me again. I want to talk to him, I really do, but I have to do what's best for me. He might even be what's best for me. I'm lost Diary… I need help or maybe a friend. If I had a mom I would ask her. If I talked I would ask Ty what he wants with me. If I showed emotions I would show everyone that Arrabella James Middleton is a real person with real thoughts and feeling. However, Diary I don't talk. I haven't talked since I was eight years old. You're the only person I talk to, or write I suppose. I don't know where I stand anymore; I'm just so confused...

  ~Aria

  A single tear slid down my cheek as I closed the diary, the diary that had been through it all with me.

  I put the diary on the shelf in our room and walked out.

  I smiled to myself as I thought of how different my life would have been if it weren't for Ty and my diary. I'm so thankful for them.

  I'm so glad I wrote all my thoughts down in that diary, the first thing to ever know my thoughts. The first thing I told about Ty. The first thing I gave my thoughts on mates to.

  I confided in my diary before Ty.

  The day I found out Ty was better than the diary,

  the day I wrote Dear Diary, I have a mate was the day that changed my life forever.

  THE END

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  Chapter 1

  I was woken up from my peaceful sleep when I felt someone sitting on the edge of my bed while poking my arm every once in a while. I groaned and pushed my head deeper into my pillow. Who on earth is disturbing my beauty sleep? I growled to myself.

  “Wake up wake up, sleepy head, sleepy head that's not your bed,” an annoying voice sang.

  I groaned and immediately knew who it was.

  Adam.

  Didn't he know that I'm not a morning person and don't like to be woken up? Well clearly, I have to remind him because no matter what I do, it won't get through his stubborn head.

  “Adam! Leave me be!” I growled at him, and he only chuckled.

  “Come on, Tiana. It's time to get up,” he said while poking my arm even harder.

  “No, why would I get up? It's summer break for God's sake,” I told him while pulling my arm from his grasp and waving it around, trying to smack my hand in his face.

  “Well, we have lots of things to do today. Your mom wants us to go to the market and grab a couple of stuff for the party tonight,” he answered.

  I opened one eye when he mentioned the party. Yesterday, we graduated from high school, and Adam, I, and a couple of friends went out to a bar. Today, my mom was hosting a party for us and for the rest of the pack members who graduated.

  “I'll get up in ten minutes,”
I muttered and closed my eyes, trying to get back to sleep.

  I sighed happily when I felt him get off my bed. I got comfortable and was about to welcome sleep with open arms when a moment later I jerked up and gasped for air. I was confused for a second until I saw Adam laughing his butt off while trying to gasp for air as well but in a different way. I was soaked in water, and my clothes were hugging my body.

  “Adam!” I growled, interrupting his laughter, and immediately stood up. Adams' eyes widened in fear and with a hint of amusement when I took a step closer to him, and he gulped, putting his hands in the air in front of him.

  “Hey, Tiana, you didn't take that seriously, did you?” he asked while laughing nervously.

  “Adam! You are so dead!” I hissed and ran after him when he ran out of my bedroom door screaming like a five-year-old. I growled and ran up to him then jumped on his back and punched him in his arm several times.

  “Help! Help! There's a crazy girl on the loose,” he screamed but laughed hysterically.

  “How.” Punch. “Many.” Punch. “Times.” Punch. “Do I.” Punch. “Have to tell you.” Punch. “Never.” Punch. “To wake me up?” Punch.

  Of course, Adam just kept on laughing while trying to get me off of his back. “You do know that your punches aren't affecting me, right?” he asked.

  “I don't care!” I yelled as I continued to throw lame punches at him. “You freakin dumped water on me!”

  “Okay, okay, I'm sorry. Just get off of me!” he said while wiggling and trying to make me fall off of his back.

  I sighed and punched him lightly in the head and jumped off his back.

  He pouted and rubbed his head. “Geez, women, you're so violent.” I just rolled my eyes, and he smirked, running his eyes over my body.

  I looked down and blushed when I saw my shirt was see-through because of the water everywhere. I looked up at him and scowled, but he only grinned.

  “Might as well clean up so we can go,” he said while shrugging and walking away and into the kitchen. I looked around and saw no one was awake yet. Good, because I wouldn't want anyone seeing me like this.

  Adam will so pay for this.

  I rushed to my room, grabbed my clothes, and went in the bathroom, stripping out of my clothes and hopping in the shower. I turned on the water and started to wash my hair and body. As I was doing that, I was thinking about my years in high school. Time really does go by fast. It was just like yesterday when I was in freshman year, and now I was done. Done with all the drama and done with all the stress. I was planning on going to college but didn't know which one yet.

  But for the meantime, I was planning to enjoy my break while I could. I turned eighteen a couple weeks ago, and that means I'm an adult now so I can do stuff I couldn't do before. Don't get the wrong idea. I’m talking about traveling the world. You can say my parents were always worried about me and never agreed with the idea of me traveling to new places, but since I'm eighteen, now I could convince them that I can take care of myself. Well, I hoped I could.

  I finished scrubbing my body and turned the water off then got out of the shower. I reached for the towel and wrapped it around my body. I dried my hair with a hairdryer and dressed in my casual clothes then made my way outside the bathroom. I applied mascara then tied my hair into a high ponytail before walking down the stairs.

  When I made it downstairs, I saw everyone sitting at the table, getting ready to eat their breakfast. My pack isn't the biggest nor the smallest pack. We all live in the pack house except for the alpha and the luna. They have their own house, but since our pack isn't that big, we all live in a big pack house that has enough room for all of us.

  I went towards the big table and kissed my mom and dad on the cheek.

  “Good morning, sweetheart,” my mom said. “Good morning.”

  “How's my baby girl?” my dad asked. I smiled up at him and glanced at Adam who was across from us and looked back to my dad. “I'm fine. Just someone woke me up in an unpleasant way.” Adams' eyes widened, and a smirk grew on his lips.

  My mom turned over to Adam and gave him a pointed look. “What did you do this time?” she asked.

  Adam shrugged while glancing up at me. “I didn't do anything. She just wouldn't wake up.”

  “He dumped water on me.”

  My mom and dad looked at Adam while he just laughed. “I told you, she wouldn't wake up.”

  I rolled my eyes at him and sat down on one of the chairs. Soon our breakfast came, and we all ate. After we were done eating, Adam and I had to go to the market to grab the stuff my mom needs for the party tonight. My mom insisted that she plan out the party and no one else. It's like she's planning a wedding or something.

  I hopped into Adams’ car, and once he got into the driver's seat, we took off. After a while of awkward silence, Adam decided to speak.

  “You mad at me?” he asked and glanced at me then back to the road.

  “No, just annoyed.” I looked at him and shook my head.

  “Well, sorry about that.” He smiled at me and chuckled.

  “Just don't do that again. Or I will do something you won't like,” I murmured.

  He smirked and glanced at me. “Like what? Throw punches at me?”

  I scowled at him and shrugged. “No, like cut Adam Jr. off.” I grinned as he gasped.

  “How dare you say that?” he asked dramatically.

  I chuckled and elbowed him in the arm. “Next time, think before you wake me up.”

  “Next time I'll wear armor,” he said, and I glared at him. “But there won't be a next time.” He assured. I laughed a little, and he smiled at me then turned his back focus to the road.

  After a while, we reached the market and parked the car before getting out. We made our way to the market and started buying the stuff my mom wrote down on a list.

  “So what's the first thing we should get?” I asked Adam. Adam took the list from his pocket and opened it.

  “Food, she wants us to get food,” he answered. I smiled at that. Food! The best thing that ever happened to me! Okay, before you think that I'm exaggerating, think again. Food is life.

  “Then let's go!” I said and grabbed his hand, pulling him into the food section. I sighed happily and wiped a fake tear off while Adam just looked at me like I was crazy.

  “This is my heaven,” I told him. He nodded his head while chuckling.

  “Yeah, I know. It explains those time when you would attack me over them.”

  I grinned at him, and we bought treats and drinks. After that, we went and bought decorations. After a while, I was so tired. All I wanted to do was go back to bed and sleep, but clearly, that was not going to happen.

  “Can we take a break?” I whined.

  He shook his head at me and continued walking.

  “Come on. Adam. I'm tired,” I begged.

  He looked at me and gave me a knowing look, “No, we still have lots of stuff to buy.” I huffed and crossed my arms.

  “You're a guy! You're not supposed to like shopping,” I pointed out.

  He smiled at me and raised a brow. “Sexist much? Besides, who said I like shopping? It's just that you don't have any friends other than me to go shopping with.”

  I gasped at him. “What? I do have friends.”

  He shook his head. “Like your bed?”

  I crossed my arms over my chest and sighed. Okay, maybe I didn't have much friends, but it's all this guy’s fault. Whenever I would try to make friends, he would always ruin it, like telling them I'm weird and I'll go crazy on them, telling them a handful of lies.

  “You're such a bully,” I muttered under my breath, but of course because of our werewolf hearing, he heard it.

  “Says the violent girl.” We both laughed and smiled. Adam was the only friend who stood by me and never left my side, and for that, I'm grateful even though there were times I just wanted to strangle him.

  After a couple of hours of torture, we finally stopped to grab a bite. Finall
y. We were carrying a ton of bags, but I, being the lazy person that I am, made Adam carry them. He didn't mind, anyway.

  We sat on empty chairs, and Adam got up to order our food. I put my head on the table and closed my eyes for a bit but pulled my head back up when I saw from the corner of my eye a pack member who I barely knew sitting next to a boy while holding hands. I guess they're mates. Not many people find their mates, but for those who do, then they're lucky. At least, that's what they all say.

  I heard that having a mate is the best thing that could ever happen to you, but somehow, I couldn’t believe that. I mean, yes, it is nice to have someone who loves you deeply and share your soul with, but I found that hard to believe. I didn’t want a mate nor any guy. Not anymore that is.

  I was cut out of my thoughts when Adam placed the tray of food in front of me and sat down. I lightened up, and at the right moment, my stomach grumbled.

  “Dig in,” Adam said, and I didn't need to hear that a second time to chomp on my food.

  * * *

  After eating, we drove back home with the shopping bags, but before that, I bought a dress for the party tonight. It's a simple white dress that hugged my curves.

  We walked into the pack house, and my mom walked up to us with a smile on her face. “Thank you, honey. You too, Adam,” she said.

  “You're welcome, Mom,” I told her. She smiled up at me, and a couple of people took the bags from us and walked away.

  We excused ourselves before walking away.

  Adam and I walked up to my room, and I took the dress out of the bag I was holding and placed it on my bed. Adam looked at it and furrowed his eyebrows. When I bought this dress, he was waiting outside the store, so he didn't see what kind of dress I bought.

  “You're wearing that?” he asked and pointed to the dress that was on my bed.

  I looked at him and nodded. “Yes, is there something wrong with it?” I questioned.

  He crossed his arms over his chest. “Not really. It's just it's too short,” he muttered.