His Forbidden Mate

Old man

DIANE

I've gone mentally mad!

What was I thinking? I ran my fingers through my hair as memories of what I had done a few minutes ago kept resurfacing in my head.

How could I have imagined that Damien is Noah? Just how could I?

I stomped on my feet aggressively as I let out small s wailing sounds.

I kissed Damien, a man who thinks he is a werewolf and I am his mate. This is my first kiss and it should have been with Noah and nobody else.

I imagined Noah and I first kiss. We stayed years friends simply because I had to be eighteen first before I officially date him and if we had kissed before then, I might not have been able to keep the promise I made to my parents.

I decided to lie on my bed and close my eyes, maybe then I would be able to get rid of the image from my mind and focus on something else.

I wanted to leave this place. I’ve missed school and my life. For crying out loud I’m eighteen and this should be a good year for me.

I closed my eyes and a smile crept on my face. I mentally slapped myself for smiling at my little mistake and I cringed too.

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It’s over a week now and all I’ve been doing is sleep, wake up to see Damien the crazy man, and then have little conversations with him even when I do not want to.

It’s so annoying. I want to go home and I’ve cried a lot of times, begging him to let me go but he insists that I accept him as my mate and promise to return, only then would he let me go. We have been having this back and forth for days and even today.

I refuse to eat. Maybe he thinks I’d come to accept him because I am eating but I would have to prove him otherwise.

“Stop being a brat,” he chided making me glare at him.

“Stop being a madman!” I retorted.

“You can’t keep me here. I refuse to be here okay? You can’t come up with some bullshit and think it’s alright! I am not your mate because we are humans and this is k********g. Let me go this instance!” I deadpanned.

I watched as he ran his finger through his hair. He was making it seem like I was unbearable when he was the one who kidnapped me and thinks it was okay to do so.

“I thought I’d explained to you. I thought I told you that I am not senile and everything is true. If you are patient until the next full moon, you will see for yourself that I am a werewolf and you are my mate as destined by the moon goddess,” he explained his nonsense again and I screamed in anger.

“What the f**k is wrong with you!” I exclaimed.

“Are you listening to yourself? Do you sound normal? Werewolves don’t exist and why would you think they do? I thought if I listened quietly and make you come to your senses you’d let me go but you have mistaken my actions for something else.”

I pointed my index finger at him. “If you say werewolves are real. Why didn’t the moon goddess give you a werewolf mate? Does it make sense to you? Why would she mate you with a human being and a teenager for that matter?“ I shook my head in disbelief as none of his words was making sense to me.

What was he on? This is crazy. It’s crazy that he is adamant and refuses to accept that he is mad. He needed medical help.

“I also don’t know okay? I do not know why the moon goddess decided to pair me with a human. As crazy as it sounds, yes you are my mate, and the moon goddess making you my mate is something only she can explain so please understand me. Bare with me and you will see that I am indeed not mad,”

He uttered and I burst into a fit of laughter.

“You are one funny old man,” I clicked my tongue while shaking my head in disbelief.

“I am not an old man,” he said sternly and I folded my arms across my chest while staring at him daringly.

“You are one crazy old man,” I repeated firmly.

“And that’s the truth because if you are sane, you would have given up and let me go. For an educated man like you, you have been gotten by your enemies because you are not acting properly and you are acting like a man who needs psychiatric help!” I said to him, standing very close to him while making emphasis on my every word.

I was looking into his eyes, wanting to see his reaction. He was angry but I know damn well he wouldn’t hit me.

“I am tired of explaining to you okay? I’m…” he trailed off, letting out a small sigh before turning to back me.

“Let me go. This is unfair. This is k********g and it’s very wrong. No matter what you say or do, I won’t listen or give in to you so let me go. That’s the right thing to do. You can’t force me to believe you. That’s very wrong okay?” I remarked.

“I am not forcing you to believe me. I am stating a fact. I wish there was a better way to prove this to you but until the next full moon, there is no way I’d be able to explain it to you. It’s all the moon goddess doing and she has a reason for it.” He said and I scoffed.

“Then you and your moon goddess must be mad! you think I’d fall for your bullshit and let you rub off your madness on me then you’ve met the wrong person for I am not going to fall for it. I am going to go back to my parents,” I told him.

“I never said I won’t take you back to your parents too. I already made that clear to you that I will take you back to your parents. It is a must that I do that,” he narrates.

“All I am asking is that you believe me. You are my mate and as much as I’d love to explain, I also do not know how to explain the whole thing. Please believe me, Diane. I am mad,” he spoke, his voice almost failing him and I couldn’t help but burst into a fit of laughter.

“Stop saying this. You are wearing me out by repeating the same lines all the time. It’s making me a headache. I don’t care what you say or do, all I know is that you have stolen my life from me and if you do have a conscience, you would let me go because you are depriving me of being a teenager!” I chided.

He helps quiet while staring at me with a frantic lol. Ran my finger through my hair as he made it seem like I was speaking german.

“We were doing fine. You were okay and now you are creating another tantrum. Some days ago…”

I exclaimed in annoyance. “I want nothing to do with you! I am tired of this bull s**t and the more you do this, the more I hate you!“ I spat out.

His face was immediately masked with a pained expression and I couldn’t understand him. What’s wrong with him?

“I’m… I’m sorry.” He muttered.

Sometimes he looks pitiful and because I have a good heart, I end up feeling bad for some words I say when he deserves them.

“Just leave. I don’t want to see you,” I said firmly, folding my arms across my chest while staring everywhere else but at him.

“I will leave. I’m going to work now and so it would be nice if you get yourself something to eat. You can be mad at me but don’t be angry with the good and I won’t be happy seeing you starve yourself so please eat,” he pleaded.

“And since you won’t be happy if I don’t eat then I’d gladly don’t eat so you won’t be happy after all I am not happy being locked in here,” I sneered.

“Please do eat. I will leave you now to pacify yourself.”

And with that, he turned around and left and I sighed deeply.

All I wanted to do was escape from this cell but no matter how hard I tried, there is no escape. I couldn’t help but think of how my parents must be feeling and how Noah must be feeling.

Is he missing me? Has he moved on? I couldn’t help but think.

It’s been over two weeks since I have gone missing so would it be weird if he moved on so quickly?

I shook my head, deciding to be positive.

“He can’t just move on. He wouldn’t just move on,” I muttered.