My Guardian Mate?!

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Writing is exhausting af.

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After I hid Scott's body, I cleaned myself up. Wouldn't want anybody knowing that I slaughtered Scott.

"Are you done murdering me in your mind?" Scott groaned while I was sitting on his back on the floor. I practically wrestled him for 10 seconds before he gave up saying that I was too strong. Tsk. Weak pup. "I heard that!" oops? Hahahaha. Stupid mind reading abilities.

Quick fact about Scotty.

Scott is a werevamp. Half werewolf, half vampire. His father is the werewolf and her mother is a vampire. He's werewolf enough to be in our pack though.

In this century, it wasn't a big deal anymore. We mythical creatures embraced inter breeding with other species with open arms.

"That's what you get for kidnapping my precious cookies from me." I laughed looking at him at his state. "Gosh. You weight like a ton, woman." he said while rubbing his back.

"What did you say?" I asked him threateningly.

"Oh, uhm,.. LOOK OVER THERE!" He shouted while he pointed at the other direction.

"Ugh. Enough bullsht already. Just don't do it again." I said, irritated on what he did earlier. Nobody takes my cookies. I mean no one. Scott should know that already. Im so tired right now. I just want to sleep and sleep and sleep. Repeating the process all over again. 'maybe because you hadn't fought for a long time.' Leyla said.

'right. Bed it is then!' i said.

"What got your panties in a knot?" really scott? I scoffed.

"I'm just tired, Scotty. Sorry." I flashed him my weak apologetic smile.

"Hey, that rhymed!" childish, as always.

"Imma head upstairs to sleep, yeah? Night." I'm. exhausted. Interrogating some shtty rouge is no joke.

"okay-What?! It's only 3 in the afternoon!" He countered.

"Night Scott!" I yelled from upstairs. Thank God for werewolf speed. I slammed the door and plopped to bed.

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Days passed and tomorrow was already my birthday...

IM TURNING OLD!! Gosh. I can got to jail!!! Nooo.

Anywho, I'll start finding my mate the day after my birthday.

I prayed to the moon goddess that I'll find my mate. I mean, it's not like it's already in front of me when I was born, right?

"Hey there birthday girl, nervous about tomorrow?" My dad distracted me from my thoughts. We were sitting at the garden drinking tea. It was 3:00. I feel so british. The sun was shining brightly for my liking. I feel like the sun is smiling at me. I think that's too childish. 'when did you even feel so mature?' Leyla interrupted me from my amazing thoughts about the sun.

'shut up.'

"I'm excited." I said, lacking with enthusiasm in my voice.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

"Nah, it's nothing popps. I was just thinking about the day after my birthday...What if I see my mate? What would I tell him? Will I tell him- 'Hi, I'm Gabriel. I'm your mate. I'm a werewolf. And you are?'- I don't know. I think I'm going insane." I said in a frustrated tone. Ugh. I'm freakin the ef out. Stay calm, Riri.

"Gab.. Just be yourself, mkay?"

"Okay." I nodded, feeling more relaxed.

"How was the interrogation?" What interrogation?