His Forbidden Mate

A little discovery

EMILY

Fuck Lucien! f**k werewolves and f**k humans too!

Everyone is driving me crazy and most especially Lucien. If only he knows what it is I have done so that we will both be together then he wouldn’t be treating me this way.

What a fool he is. For some reason I do not feel at ease with the way Lucien had to turn me down.

With the spell I cast all over me, refusing me should be difficult. It’s a powerful spell from my mother's book and that’s what I’ve used to make sure he doesn’t refuse me.

I find it hard to believe that he hasn’t found his mate. I mean everyone in our pack has found their mate and at age eighteen I found my mate and I killed him after rejecting him simply because I do not want to be with him.

I have always admired Lucien since I was a pre-teen and I worked hard to get closer to him so no one can come in between us.

I did my research and even did some forbidden spells to make sure that I find who his mate is and kill her so that way, him and I would be mateless and we will be together.

Thankfully I haven’t gotten another mate ever since I killed my mate and finding Lucien's mate seems to be hard.

Why did he reject me if he doesn’t have a mate? I have tried finding answers to my question but each time I got nothing at all.

“We are back Lady Emily,” Delaney, my loyal servant said as soon as she came in front of me.

“And what did you find?“ I asked before I noticed that her right arm was bleeding.

The skin between my brows creased in confusion. “What happened to you?” I questioned.

“We encountered some beast while making her research your asked for and I barely escaped,” she replied.

“A beast? What beast could be much more powerful than a werewolf?” I questioned.

“It’s not a beast. It’s a human with powers. Powers similar to yours,” she replied.

“A witch? A witch attacked you?” I questioned and she nodded her head.

How is it possible? There are no more witches in Middleton. It’s hard to find a witch in the Whole country simply because they were all killed and sent to extinction.

I am the last of my kind. I am not a full witch. My mother, a powerful witch got married to werewolves and had me. Not just a werewolf but a Lycan and that’s where I got my special attributes from.

There is no way there is another witch alive. My mother was part of the witches that were killed during that time and she made sure I stayed alive.

“He came at us. He was so powerful that if I had not run away, he would have removed my arms. He was angry and he also dropped a message for you,” she said.

“A message for me? What message?” I asked.

“Be clear or you will be cleared.” She answered and I furrowed my brows at the baffling message.

“Who the f**k is he? Some wizard he is to tell me that. Why would he stop you and how does he know me?” I clenched my fist as I thought hard.

“I don’t know but he also told me he is watching,” she added.

I wonder who this wizard could be and how they knew me. Nobody in the pack knew of my true identity. They only know me as a werewolf and someone fit to be their Luna since Lucien doesn’t have a mate.

I’ve done so well in hiding my identity and because of my witch side, I can cast spells and also manipulate people.

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DIANE

I tilted my head to see Lucien sleeping. He was still seated, facing the television with his eyes closed. Some minutes ago, I felt his gaze on me which made me uncomfortable earlier but I had not told him that.

I settled down to watch Harry Potter and he agreed and we began to watch or rather I began to watch while he stared at me.

I sighed deeply when I realized that he was sleeping. Staring at him, sleeping peacefully made me feel odd as it made me feel some kind of way as I stared at him.

While staring at him, he looked somehow different from what I see, or maybe it was because he was not talking and I am not angry right now because seeing him all the time reminds me that he kidnapped me for some bullshit.

He looked peaceful with his eyes close and he does have a nice side profile. I mentally scolded myself when I realized that I was about to touch his face.

“Have you gone mad Diane? What do you think you are doing!” I mentally scolded myself.

“You have not gone mad. You are perfectly fine.”

I got startled a little when I heard Lucien speak. There is absolutely no way he heard me.

Our eyes met and I leaned back a little, a jolt of electricity run down my spine when my eyes locked with his blue eyes. They look so fine.

His eyes mesmerized me and I felt hypnotized as I stared at them. I’ve never seen his blue eyes before or maybe I’ve seen them but never noticed them until today.

What’s wrong with me? Why am I feeling this way? I mentally scolded myself and quickly looked away.

“I can hear you. Even when you whisper I can hear them all even if I’m standing far away from you,” he tells me.

“If this is when you say you can hear me because you are a werewolf then bother not because I don’t want to hear it,” I said, staring back at the television.

“I wasn’t going to say that and it seems the first part has ended,” he stated the obvious.

“Yes and you didn’t get to see it but anyways Harry Potter won against the one who is not to be named. When did you fall asleep?” I asked.

“I can’t recall,” he replied and I furrowed my brows in confusion.

“Did you not watch at all?” I asked and he nodded his head.

“Then why are you here?” I questioned.

“I was watching you while you watched it. I don’t care about it. I only care about you,” he said and I do not know how I was supposed to feel about that.

“Hmm. Can you like try to make this less awkward for us? I don’t like how you are speaking to me right now. It feels kind of weird,” I told him, and speaking of weird, I was the one who had kissed him that night thinking he was Noah.

Noah. Each time I remember him, I cannot help but feel sad. Is he happy right now? Is he with someone else? Is he worried that I’m no longer with him? I ask myself those questions all the time and I pray that he is worried about me.

I pray that he misses me. For some reason, I felt he might have moved on. It’s over a month since Lucien took me away. Is a month too short for someone to move on?

“Can we speak informally to one another? Like I said I want to get to know you better,” Lucien spoke up.

I took in a deep breath and exhaled. “If you won’t be talking about werewolves and how I am your mate and how the moon goddess is the one who decides then we would work out fine but then again you won’t even let me go away,” I scoffed.

“I promised that I would let you go back home. In a week there will be a full moon and once I show you that indeed I am a werewolf and we exist, I will let you go.” He sounded sincere and I could tell because I was staring into his eyes when he spoke.

I always know when someone is being sincere towards me and a lot of times I refused to accept that he was sincere simply because I was angry and I am still angry.

“You have said this and I want to believe you. I hope after that you will let me go and not bother me anymore. I am a human being and I am a teenager and I have someone I like. Should in case you don’t know that I have someone I like and we would be happily dating now If you had not taken me away I miss him. I’m sure he is missing me too,” I expatiate.

I couldn’t decipher what was going through Lucien's head as he stared at me with a bland expression on his face. Did I say something that I shouldn’t have said? I thought to myself.

“I promise to let you go. I know you don’t believe any of this but it’s fine. When I prove to you and you find out that indeed I am a werewolf, I will let you go back to your previous life. Will you give me a chance to get to know you? Will you give us a chance to be friends?” He suggested and I kind of felt bad for him.

He sounded hurt from the way he spoke but I wasn’t too sure about it.

I bit on my bottom lips as I thought of my decision. Do I want to give him a chance? Do I want to get to know him?

He said in less than a week the moon will be full and after that, he’d let me go. For some reason, I’m scared I might come to like him in a friendly way and I don’t want to have a good memory of him when I leave this place because I tend to get attached to people easily and I am scared if I give him a chance, I might see the good in him and come to like him as a person.

Lucien doesn’t seem like someone who would appreciate my friendship. According to him, I am his mate and we are destined for each other but for me, I don’t want to be his mate as I only see myself with Noah.

Lucien is old. He is ten years older than me and I know people do get into a relationship with people older than them but for me, I can’t be in a relationship with a man more than five years older than me.

Lucien was waiting for my answer and from the way he stared at me, it felt as if he was desperate for my answer.

I opened my mouth to say something and closed it back. I want to give it a try but I am scared of the aftermath and I feel my reply might make a little change tonight.

“What do you say? Will you give us a chance?” Lucien asked again, his eyes boring mine.

Why not just try and see how it ends Diane? It might not be as you think. I know it won’t be bad and I am also scared for myself.

“Yes.”

There I said it. My mouth spoke before my head couldn’t finish thinking.

“I will give us a try,” I added and a smile formed on his face.