"Finally, he left!" I exclaim, throwing the sheets and jumping off the bed happily, stretching my arm in a circular motions. "I swear, he was starting to get suspicious."

Leila tries to hide her laughing behind her hand. "Well of course, Luna. You feigned a stomachache while smiling too much,"

"So? Its good to be smile and besides he's a guy. He can't possibly understand girl problems. No uterus, no opinion!" I point out, stretching my neck side to side for good measure.

"What a beautiful day outside." I smile at the sun creeping in from the window, despite the heavy curtains trying to conceal rather than show it.

Its been 2 miserable days of rain since the appearance and 2 days of bed arrest for me, saying I had suffered a concussion, resulting with my poor head being forcefully wrapped into a tight bandaging -which came off today- and that same brunette nurse monitoring me 24/7. Even that bastard of a doctor, Dr. Rossi had to come at times but I learned my lesson being alone with him, so I kept Leila in the room at all times, even if it agitated him.

When I had first woken up, my back felt it had been stabbed with a bed of needles. Gladly, no one had changed me, so with Leila's help when I went to the washroom I was left speechless.

My dress's back ripped into shreds, as if someone had taken their claws and purposely torn the fabric. I wonder who would've wanted to do that?

There were ragged rips of all sizes torn into the fabric but my back remained the same, clear and blemish-free.

After inquiring with Leila, she told me everything, from being abducted and taken hostage by a mental attacker in a party mask, to how I escaped and how Damon covered me during the car explosion. What surprised me more than a car explosion or even Damon cleverly having me thrown off the roof, was the fact I fell from that exact roof and somehow, Damon caught me.

He saved me. Actually saved me. Even if it were a part of his plan, I was left speechless by the thought. He was reckless, egoistic, obnoxious, a fuckboy and what now, but never did I thought he'd be the saving, heroic type. Guess he really should have been on the world's most strangest mysteries list. He was a mystery, even to me his Mate.

"How's your ankle Leila?" I inquire, snuggling my arms with my hands to preserve heat.

"Good. Its healing well without the wolf healing," She answered in a softer tone than before. She told me of how an attacker had launched a silver arrow at the crowd and somehow it pierced her ankle. If it weren't for Hunter arriving in time, she'd most likely been trampled by the half drunk and confused crowd.

Leila was blushing when she mentioned Hunter having to carry her, semi conscious, into a midst of trees with the shade of them concealing there being. That is untill after he yanked the arrow out of her ankle. I smile all goofy, rising my brows at the mention of him having to carry which made her blush deepen to the point where she could have been mistaken for a tomato.

It'd be a cute ship. Hunter and Leila. They both had dark hair, dark similar eye colors with -strangely- similar facial expressions but Leila thought otherwise. Ranks, power, their Mate's and what not. She really had to ruin the moment with the words "Mates". It wasn't like my relationship with Damon was permanent. Okay, maybe it was but it wasn't like we were actually a couple. Love comes first, even before Mates. My saying.

I didn't bother explaining it to her though. It'd just get complicated unnecessarily. "Thats great. Ill just take a quick shower before changing into my active wear."

Leila rises, and bows her head before making her way out even though Ive told her many times it was unnecessary. She could've saved it for those whom truly gave a shit about ranks. I collect my towel and clothes, and walk over to the shower humming an old song.

I strip and turn the water cold before reaching out get the body wash. Leaving my hair tied up, I rinse the soap off and step out with the towel wrapped around my body. After I was done wrapping my body, I realised that my towel I had brought was grey and most definitely not black. Shit.

Now we're talking! June purrs, her voice slurring off the end as if she were drunk.

Are you actually sniffing his towel? I gape.

Wait, noooooooo! MAYBE! What makes you think that! She changes her tone between each sentence drastically. Okay. Maybe I am but you cant blame me for being a women with hormones, moodswings and besides we're his Mates. We have rights!

Uh huh, sure. I shake my head before dropping the towel from my body. I change into the black halterneck bra from Victoria's Secret which I had to tie around my neck with matching tights, that had a major slit down each side which was covered with matching stretchy, hole mesh fabric. If all the girls were sluts and wore this on a daily bases, I could wear this stuff for one day and get away too.

They were tight but I liked how they gave definition and volume to my chest, which would usually get missed dismissed. My brother's would have has me kill if they saw me in this but they weren't here themselves personally, and nor would anyone snitch either.

This was my Pack.

No matter what you say, sexy lingerie makes anyone feels empowered, I tell June. I wonder how Damon would like it. The idea rises some colour to my cheeks, making me drop the idea as quick as it came.

Apparently, Damon 'feels' like some training would help out with my petite structure and intoned muscles. Feels my ass. Only if he knew, how I took down those two attackers yesterday while wearing a dress and pencil heels. Id say that was a win for me.

I exit the washroom and await for Leila to take me down to the car that would be taking me to the training centre. I pace around for while before collapsing with boredom onto the neatly done bed. Remembering the night of the appearance, my mind jolts, making me rise as I remember the old diary I received.

Making my way over to the dresser, I open the draw and take the diary, studying the cover for anything: A name, year, words, but like the last time, the single word "AMORE" stood out. I take a seat before flipping open the cover to land on the first page and begin reading the beautiful cursive words.

July 9th

Dear diary,

My mom would always recite the story of meeting her Mate as a bedtime story for me till the age of 10, but however many times I would hear it, I would always pray to the Moon Goddess to make mine just as memorable as her; just so I could enchant my future kids with it as she's been doing and today that pray was gracefully fulfilled.

His name's Rocco, and believe it or not, he's ITALIAN! Yes, I know right and oh, he's also an Alpha but not just any Alpha. Alpha of the biggest Pack in North America. I cant explain, how I happy I truly am.

"Huh! What the-" I complain staring at the date madly. I slam it shut while trying to process everything. Mate, Alpha, Italian. This had to be Damon's mom diary. Oh shit, am I screwed, I cry to June.

It was just like an ordinary day for me, but today it was my older sister's wedding, since her Mate was a human. Mom was okay with it, but granddad was furious like always whenever he'd have too much to drink. Dad wouldve explained it to him if he were alive long enough to see the day but -anyway, he's another topic. Back to my Mate.

It was during the after party when I was wandering away from the venue and loud music for some peace and silence. I was always the most quiet one so I like being alone a lot. I was by the creek side, alone, with my heels in one of my hand and a glass full of stolen wine -that I had managed to sneak past my mom somehow- in the other hand, while trying to balance my way on top of a fallen down tree that ran besides the creek.

The sun was still in the sky, casting a beautiful orange and red masterpiece overhead when I heard some sounds of a bush rumbling from the other side of the creek. I paused, allowing the glass to fall down into the creek while I grasped my heels as a weapon for dear life.

The rumbling increased and became more furious, and as a figure had appeared. I forgot I was standing on a fallen tree bark when I went escalating down, right onto the glass shards with my heels falling hitting my head from above. Soon before I knew it, standing tall in front of me was him, with his killer scent of exotic fruits fusion and hint of vanilla, dressed in his black tuxedo.

Being the gentlemen he was, he dismissed the scent and half a dozen of sparks lit by our single touch, to help me off the glass as the words were tangled up in my windpipe. He rose me onto bark of the fallen tree, and yanked the glass shards off while I completely embarrassed myself in front of him, by crying my eyes out.

After it was over, he kissed my lips softly and then pulled away to wipe my tears. "Tu chi Sei?" he asked smoothly and me being a smartass, I answer with a short, simple, "huh?"

He laughed, rubbing my thigh, making my wolf purr. "Im sorry, but Im new here. I have to get used to speaking English. As you can see from my appearance, I just came from a party from my father's Pack back here," He pointed over the creek. "Who are you?"

"Im Aria. I was at my sister's wedding back here," I point to the other side of the creek, opposite of his, trying not to make it obvious that I was staring when I clearly was. His eyes were like dark hollow pits of darkness. It was easy to get lost in them. "Who are you?"

"Im Rocco," He kissed my forehead. I swear I could've melted at that point. After awhile of chatter, when the moon was beginning to appear and after he gave me his coat to wrap over my bare shoulders, he carried me back to the venue with my feet stained in blood and me, half asleep and you could possibly picture the scene.

My mom was the first to see and scream while my sister and brothers were hot behind her as she ran towards me. After getting me a seat and explaining how I got injured with all the details, -even the wine which made my mom redder than any tomato I've ever seen, they laughed of relief. Even Ashton, my oldest brother punched me in the shoulder playfully after hearing my Mate was an Alpha.

So, that was the story of me finding my Mate and it couldn't haven any more settle than that. Its been 3 hrs since I found my Mate, and now Im writing this. I wish my dad were here to see this day, Ive never missed him more. Hope hes watching over us like mom tells us everyday.

P.S Tomorrow, Im moving into my Mate's house at dawn and I cant seriously sleep!

Please keep your grace upon us Moon Goddess. Amen.

That was the first entry, which was written on the first 3 pages. Their meeting was a million times better than mine and Damon's, and that didn't make me feel any better. At least his dad was decent enough to help her when she had the glass under her feet, where my Mate ignored me for over a week before showing his face.

A single tap brings me out of my mind. "Luna. The car's here."

"Thank you Leila, Im coming in a second," I sprint to the dresser and bury it deep under my feminine products. Checking my face and brushing my hair with my fingers for a split second, I run to open the door, bring a smile to my lips. "Lets go."

"You look fabulous Luna. Just like-" She refrains, biting her lip back.

"Dont hesitate with me Leila," I promote, following her trail down the stairs. I was starting to get the pathways for the house but my memory wasn't the best, so they needed to be practiced constantly.

"Like you're about to give a cardiac arrest to every guy in the centre including the Alpha." She grinned, walking with the help of the railing.

"Aw, thank you. Ill be sure to think of you when I do so." I reply, with my heart fuzzing all warm. I had offered her help but as always, she refused. I overtake her on the last few steps to open the door for us both. "Thank you Luna."

"Anytime," I smile. There was a mild breeze but no chance of snow. Even at my old Pack, there was hardly ever any snow. I, personally, loved snow. I lived for snow. It was something so magical I found about frozen flakes of water, sprinkling out the clouds above like magical fairy dust which made me like a child again.

Unlike the last time where I had to wait for the ride, this time before I was out, stood my black SUV surrounded with the guards -staring at me hungrily like a pack of blood thirsty wolfs. "Ill see you soon." I squeeze her palm with a wink as I twirl around before trudging down with my chin risen upwards and mark easily visible.

I hop in, and bring out my phone and headphones from my hidden pocket at the side as the car revs away. Hitting Selena's new single "Fetish", I watch the house fade into a blur of trees. It wasnt long before we approached a clearing with giant barred metal gates, that held the 3 burning rings in the center -which were open way before our arrival.

I unplug my headphones as we swooped past and stopped as soon as we past about an metre away from the gates. I mutter a low thanks and jump out just as chill breeze sends a shiver down my spine. I forgot it was December and I was suddenly, starting to regret this. .....

Hey Owls,

I wanted to make this one chapter but it'd be too long so here's the first part.

Please await for the next part which will be out soon! Thxs!💯

So, from today, I have exactly 30 days before school, so that means I'm going to try to get most of the writing done before that.

Anyway, enjoy Summer till it last. Please Vote & Comment!!!

The Authors; xbookgirlx15