You're my Mate?

Chapter 1

Wake in the morning feeling like P Diddy- Okay that was a giant lie. It's more along the lines of, 'WAKE UP IN THE MORNING WANTING TO RUN YOU OVER.' Or thats atleast how I felt as I glared daggers at my alarm clock that was unfortunately on the other side of the room.

After a few more seconds of hearing the annoying sound, I threw a pillow at it. But I missed comletely and ended up hitting a cup of water the was conveniently RIGHT THERE! 

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY SIS!" And there is the idiot.  He ran over and started to jump of my bed, this immature act wanted me to kill him. "YOU ARE FINALLY 18, BE HAPPY, GO GET A GOOD FUCK, actually don't do that or I will kill you and the boy, ANYWAY GO MAKE BETTER FRIENDS THAN YOU PSYCO BESTIE THAT IS EATING ALL THE PANCAKES."

"Why are you so fucking annoying, dude?" I groaned kicking his ankles. This simplistic action making him tumble off my bed. I smiled brightly as he yelped and groaned in pain. Then I made a run out of my room.

The smell of pancakes, bacon, and scrabbled eggs. My mouth watered as I thought about syrup drizzled over my eggs and pancakes.

I quickly made it to the kitchen and my eyes widened with my jaw to the basement. There wa s enough food in the kitchen to feed a small country of children for about 6 months. I licked my lips and was about to dive straight in,... but of course,

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" My mom, dad, and bestfriend Jenna screamed after noticing me walk in. I flashed a grateful smile before literally looking at the food in the kitchen like Caleb does when he goes to the beach and sees girls with giant boobs wearing a string bikini.

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Honestly today was tiring,  dealing with all the Happy Birthday's and Up for some birthday sex (mainly by unmated males). I just want to go home and sleep, maybe watch some netflix, and eat. But I guess the main thing that has bothered me today... Has been the fact that Travis hasn't came around all day. Not saying that in a ckingy bitch type of way but he should have been back yesterday.

For the past month, Travis has gone to sort things out and help train some lower class packs. He was due to come home yesterday, I am really worried. He's my best friend but everytime I think of where he could be Mikayla, my wolf, stirrs and gets jumpy. Which is really starting to frighten me on her actions.

OH and for everyone's question, no I have not found my mate yet. We are able to shift at age 15 but we can't officially find our mates until we are 18. Sucks right?

I sat in my room with a party dressed Jenna while she seatchedbmy closet. I just ignored her rant and looked at the ceiling above me.

What if I don't find my mate? It could happen, I mean Travis for instance, he has not found his mate and its been about a year now. Though something is up with him, ever since his 18th birthday he stopped flirting and sleeping around, he is very cautious too. But it seems like I am the only one to realize this, like it only happens when I am around. -

"Kaitlyn! Are you even listening to me!" Jenna demanded. I let out a calm, mmhmm. "What was I saying then?" Shit. I racked my brain for something to say.

"I have horrible fashion sense?" Though it came as a question she was oblivious to it.

"YES, you have zero, zip amount of dresses or skirts. You are basically a little boy with your combat boots, skinney jeans, plaid shirts and sports team shirts." I proudly smiled. "But you do have these denim high waisted shorts with that gorgeous white crop top I bought you today! Oh, you can wear your army jacket that you stole from you dad with some white converse."

While she was saying this, she was pulling the clothing out and throwing it at me. EVEN THE SHOES! Then started squealing about how I would look like a tumblr model, and how tumblr would get a hard on after the final result. Sometimes I worry but non of the less I feel sorry for her future mate.

Anyway, I got dressed and she wolf whistled then slapped my ass, causing me to yelp. Whore. She smiled widely after looking over her masterpeice, just the clothes basically. Then sat me down, now I would give about 1 hour of torture.

I was right too. I whined and groaned and even bit her, she was determined to make my face and head look fabulous whether I liked it or not. With my outfit, I have a charm bracelet that my mom and dad gave me. It had a volleyball, softball, wolf, crown, a feather, and what I loved the most.. An arrow.

My blonde and sandy brown hair (all natur-ral babes, no dyes ever in this head!) was pin point straight and it reached about 2 inches past mid back. My makeup was just a simple mascara, eye liner, eyeshadow, and lipstick. That was the least of my worries and honestly took about 5 or 10 minutes to do.

I heard music start playing down stairs and loads of people talking, yelling, and laughing. Jenna and I quickly went down stairs after doing about 3 once overs to see basically every kid in our grade or a grade below us. Even older people came to party. Thanks dad, lawl.

After 30 minutes of chatting with people, I decided what the hell! I went to the dance floor and dance with someone, I mean I don't have a mate and I can't detect him anywhere. I sound like a secret agent. Not really, I am too fab to be that. What was I saying?.. OH so I am mateless, I should have a little fun. NOT THAT KIND OF FUN EITHER YOU DIRTY PIGS!!!!!

I started grinding, not really he did it first and I went along, on some random hot dude. I mean yea he's a random but that doesn't make me a slut. Girls have needs too. I don't see why its okay for a guy to fuck a lot of girls, yet if a girl barely fucks two guys she's a slut. WTH BRUH?!?  I don't get people's logic.

So anyway, we went through about 6 or 7 different songs, changing up the moves until I was yanked away from the boys grasp. Like literally, I was pulled like some kind of rag doll. Then it hit me when tingles went all the way up and down my body, my wolf was yelling and bouncing around.

I stared up ay the mystery mans back and felt an urge to run my hands down the muscular skin. He growled lowly and the boy ran away, wow, some brave soldier there. He then turned around to look at me. When my eyes met his, my lips parted and all I could do was stare.

Sooooooo..... Was it good or bad??

Let me just remind you that this is my first story ever, SO JUDGE ME! IDC!

tehe just kidding I do care.

Any wayyyyy, I am planning to make this an adventure full of heart breaks, mystery, and you got it... Surprise.

I have to go but I will see you next chapter! Bye Guiez!!!