Jan. 15,
When I came into school today I was a little excited. I caught that scent that can only be described as my mates. I know this sounds bad, but I was starting to think that maybe if I could find my fated mate I could get over her. I definitely don’t think that now. I followed her scent. I couldn’t figure out why she hadn’t sniffed me out yet. Her scent was so strong. I passed by a darkened classroom and I could tell that her scent went in there and never came out.
I thought maybe she was waiting for me. I was terribly wrong. As soon as I opened that door, I wished I never had a mate. She was riding some asshole. I mean he is an asshole, he’s one of those wolves that brags about how many she-wolves he has had. He doesn’t give a crap about mates. She catches my scent and stops. She just smiles.
I felt so sick. I wanted to puke. It made me a little angry that I would be mated to such a bitch. The only thing that got me through the day was being close to her. I made her be close to me all day. I took her scent to keep me from going off on my so called mate. After I rejected that bitch of course. I made her sit with me. I made her do everything that I wanted. She would fight a little, but I think she is accepting me.
I am back to my original plan. I don’t need my mate. I only need her.
“I know Sasha isn’t a very good person. I’m sorry she did that to you.”
He doesn’t respond to that. “Go to the next one.”
I flip through. “This is the day you marked me.”
“Please read it.”
June 8,
I had to hurt her last week. I hate hurting her, but it all adds up to today. I am going to mark her today. I don’t care what it takes. She is going to be my mate by the end of the day.
She is finally mine. Fully mine. When I took her out to the woods I thought she was going to fight me. I wish I knew what she was thinking. She protested a little about the mate that she never met. The mate that I never wanted her to meet. At this point he isn’t in this pack. She would leave me and I can’t have that. I can’t have her leave my life. I have been watching her closely to make sure that she doesn’t scent her mate. The asshole doesn’t deserve her anyway. I don’t deserve her either, but I can’t let her go.
When I bit into her skin I felt pleasure push through my body. I knew I had done the right thing. Even if she fought it. I couldn’t hold off any longer and needed her to be mine completely. As soon as I convinced her to bite me, I didn’t have to try all that hard. I had to have the rest of her. I couldn’t get inside of her fast enough. I had her exposed to me right there on the leaves and grasses of the woods. She looked absolutely perfect. My only regret was that I couldn’t pleasure her the way she pleasured me.
I made up for it later. After I found out how that vapid bitch and her family were treating her, I was livid. I knew things were bad, but I thought it was more of a front. That they were different at home. That at least the aunt and uncle would treat her better. They have had her practically her whole life and they treated her like a cockroach. A beautiful angel being treated that way made my blood boil.
I pulled her onto my lap and had her take control. She seemed to like that. At least enough to release with me inside of her. She looked perfect with her beautiful features accentuated as she released.
I keep my seed inside her. I want her to be mine the rest of the way. The last thing for me to claim is her child. I need that. I need her to be mine completely. Once that happens I know that she will love me.
I looked up at him. “Is this really what you were thinking?”
“Yes. I love you Sophia. I love you more than my own breath. Please can you read the last one.” His eyes tear up a little at the thought of me reading that last passage.
I flip through it. It was last night.