Gamma’s Destined Mate.

Gamma Jose Gomez - POV

It's been ages since I walked into this room, and for the first time, I felt like something heavy lifted off my heart. This was the very room where my mother took her last breath, and from that moment, I never stepped in there. I felt Jasmin’s petite hand on my shoulder. “A new beginning is ahead, Jose,” she said.

We stayed that for a long time when Jasmin finally left the house, taking the few boxes, she claimed would be useful at her friend's antic store. I walked out of that room and made my way to my office. I sat down on my chair, took the diary, and started reading it.

The diary was like any ordinary diary would be. There were descriptions of the places Mom had been to and what she did that day. The more I read, the more I started liking it. At one point, she started talking about a guy with whom she had a crush. I finally came to the page where she talked about her eighteenth birthday and how she found her mate on that very night.

“Didn't she mention the name of her mate?” Carlos asked me, and this made me roll my eyes at him.

“We know it was Dad, so what is the need to tell who it was,” I said and continued reading. The amount of love that they had for one another made goosebumps erupt within me. If my parents were head over heels for one another, then what made them hate each other this much?

I began reading a page that was dated a year after they found each other.

I know I have been neglecting my duties on updating here, so I am so sorry. Anyway, I just want to tell you that there has been a war brewing for quite a long time now, and today it reached its peak. My dad made the decision to join the war, but I never expected him to join too.

We only found each other a year ago, and now he wants to go and participate in the war. I don't know what to do or how should I feel. He did tell me not to worry, but how could I not?

I turned the page and saw that the next entry was a few weeks after that.

I told him I didn't feel good about this war and he should have listened to me. How can they both just leave me alone in this cruel world? I didn't even have the strength to see my father’s face when they brought him to the pack.

I have no one in this world left to call family. And I never in a million years imagined my father leaving me like this. It is not fair at all.

The page was stained with dried tears and mascara. I turned to read the next entry, which was on the same day too.

I don't know how a person can face this many losses, but I guess I just passed that phase. No one told me that my mate died a few hours before my father. But I was at least thankful to the moon goddess that they were able to bring my father’s body back because my mate was not so lucky.

I didn't stay long to hear the details from the warrior, because I knew I would never be able to cope with myself. I should have guessed that my mate died when I felt this tremendous pain in my heart.

They said that he was burnt beyond recognition, and this only made me choke. I wish I could have died with him, but I didn't have the courage to do that.

My heart sank into the pit. I didn't understand right now. How can she claim that Dad died in the war?

I quickly turned around to read the next entry. My heart was palpitating while I felt a thin layer of precipitation on my forehead.

Fate has a cruel way of bringing someone into a person’s life. I never knew my father asked someone else to marry me, but I guess he didn't want his daughter left alone in this world. Jacob is nothing like my mate, but I have no say in this.

It was Dad’s wish that I marry him, and I will never object to his dying wish, so I agreed to marry him. Jacob very well knows that my mate died, but he never told me whether he found his mate or not.

The diary just slipped off my hand and fell on the table. I couldn't believe what I just read. Mom and Dad were never fated mates. So the woman that Dad left with has been his true mate. But why on earth did he agree to marry my mother when he knew that he would be with his mate one day?

I took the dairy back and went through all the pages when I came across one particular entry.

The bubble of happiness that I created around myself just shattered into a million pieces. Jacob was happy with me till she came along, but I don't blame her. She deserves to be with her mate.

Jacob told me that he didn't willingly marry me. His father was my father’s best friend, and just before my father died, his father promised that he would make his son marry me.

Thinking about that, I just felt like drowning myself in a lake.

I know I should let Jacob go, but after having two kids with him, there was a selfish part of me that didn't want to let him go, but I know there is no use holding him any longer.

I didn't read any longer. I closed the diary and placed it on the table next to me. All these years, I have only seen one side of the story, and now that was about to tarnish my life as well.

How stupid can I get?