03 * Whatever You Say Goes

Damian's POV

My mate is seating in my car and we are driving through town. She doesn't seem like she's enjoying the ride at all. Her mind must be occupied and I hope it is occupied by thoughts of me.

For months after I met her, I stayed in the shadows planning our meeting. I didn't think I could have that kind of patience but after you've spent a millennium waiting for something, waiting a few more months would be nothing.

The only problem is the insanity and restlessness of not seeing her face. She's still so young and bright and I don't want to take her life away but am selfish. She's mine and I want it to be that way.

I'm too old, too demanding with urges she may not be able to handle while she's human but I want it to be her choice. Hopefully, she'll choose to be with me.

I take a left turn, driving straight to wema avenue as requested. This is witches' territory and is sure they've sensed my arrival. I drive straight to one of the biggest shops on this lane and park right in front of it

Rude right? I know, but that's the only way to get her attention. I look at Devika who has been staring at me since and I couldn't help but feel the mate bond growing. From the way she looks at me to how she reacts to my touch, I know she feels the bond too.

Camille walks out of her store with hands akimbo and those fiery looks in her eyes to show she was ready and willing to deal with me. Smiling, I look at Devika and asked her to wait in the car before hopping into the car.

Camille pulled me into a bone-crushing hug and I couldn't help but smile. Even after a decade and a half, she's still so determined to save me.

"My baby boy has decided to come home," she said in her delicate and melodious voice.

"Hmm yeah, mom yeah" I replied sarcastically making her smile.

"She's your mom?" Devika asked walking toward us with a confused expression. She took careful steps as though she was walking on eggshells.

"Who is she?" Camille asked and for a split second, I had no idea how to answer.

"Uh..." I stutter hoping she would get his gist.

"She's beautiful," she said with her angelic smile as she walk past me and took Dev's hand.

"Come with me dear," she said, pulling her along.

"Hey Camille, leave her alone, give her back" I protested only to get glares from both women.

Before Camille could react, my mate beat her to it, saying "She's your mom, don't be rude."

"What can I say, dear? This is just how he treats me" Camille said adding fuel to the fire.

They turned their back on me and walked into the store leaving me no choice but to follow.

"I'll go get you some refreshments and while am gone, make sure to talk some sense into him," Camille said walking towards a door.

"Uh..." Dev said in protest but Camille had walked away.

"You should be nicer to your mom" Dev spoke up, her eyes trained on the shelf behind me.

"Really?" I asked, putting both hands in my pocket.

"I mean, I could tell she really loves you" she replied still avoiding looking at me.

"And you?" I asked impulsively not knowing if I really wanted to know the answer.

"Me?" she asked her index finger pointing to her jaw as she stared at me with shock.

"Yes you, do you love me?" I asked wanting to know where she stands. Her body keeps saying yes but I'm not sure about her thoughts or feelings.

"Don't be delusional" she said, gripping the sides of her trousers.

"Oh? Am I?" I ask taking careful steps towards her as she took steps away from me.

I could hear her heartbeat and erratic breathing of anxiety. She wasn't scared of me but I could tell she feared the bond and I don't like that. I pulled her into my arms as she was about to bump into the shelf.

"So what is the answer to my question little one?" I ask relishing in the pleasures of the bond. The sparks were making me harder than I already was, filling my mind with thoughts of making love to her.

"You...are..er... you are just imagining things" she stuttered, eyes roaming all over my face but not meeting my eyes.

"The way you look at me, how you gulp down some air, how much you are tightening your legs in my embrace as well as how hard your chest beats against mine". I say observing her reaction if it was possible, am sure her heartbeat would have increased but it's probably reached its limit.

"Damian!" the most annoying voice in the universe screamed making me wince at how she can be.

"Who's she?" the teenager asked with an excited smile as she eyed my mate.

"A friend of mine and I suggest you be kind" I warned, enduring the urge to growl at her.

She wines for a split second before replying "I'm not a monster Damian".

The way she says my name makes me sick but I'm only tolerating it for Camille who walks into the room.

"Josie" Camille called to her sternly.

"Yes mom" she replied with a sweet smile that does not fool me.

"Give us some space" Camille ordered, giving no room for argument.

Josie winks at me before turning and leaving. Seriously what's up with the women of this family and their crush on me.

"I'm sorry about my daughter" Camille apologizes, dropping a tray of tea on the tea table by the side.

"You should be" I replied sternly, I won't be tolerating any form of disrespect towards my mate even if she doesn't know yet.

"I wasn't talking to you" she replied with a teasing smile before taking my mate's hand. I hadn't realized when she left my embrace and it was all because of the brainless teen that Camille has for a daughter.

"I hope she didn't make you uncomfortable?" Camille said lovingly as she helped her to a seat.

"No am fine" Devika replied with a shy smile.

"Great! Have a drink and let's chat" Camille said pouring her a cup of tea.

"Okay" Devika replied taking the cup and having a sip.

I had initially thought they wouldn't have much to talk about but they have been chatting for over an hour.

"I know right?" Camille said as they both began to laugh again.

"So what brings to our little town?" Camille asked as the smile vanished from Devika's face.

The topic of witches and her being one is a sensitive topic for her, one of the 1st things I learned when I 1st met her 6 months ago.

* * *

She was standing in front of the bar she worked part-time with a guy as tears flowed from her eyes.

"I understand Tyler, my biggest mistake was loving a narrow-minded man like you"

"You are putting this on me? You are a witch, a piece of information you never thought necessary to share with me. How wou..."

"Just go home Tyler," Devika said cutting his statement.

"That's all you have to say to me?" the fool had asked.

"Yes", she replied before walking back to the bar.

I waited patiently for him to make a mistake but he luckily didn't do anything stupid that day.

***

Knowing Devika wouldn't be able to answer, I interfered in their conversation saying "that's enough, you are being pushy".

"I'm sorry dear, I didn't mean to" Camille apologized sincerely.

"It's okay ma, no offense taken" Devika replied.

I hate how modest she can be sometimes but at the same time, I love it makes her seem as delicate as a flower.

"it's getting late, you two should be on your way" Camille suggests getting on her feet.

"Thank you, ma'am, it was nice talking," Devika said getting up too.

"Of course, you are like a daughter to me" Camille replied, hugging her as I rose to my feet.

"Hey! How many kids do you want to have?" I scolded angrily. I have no idea why I reacted it like that but I pulled my mate away from her. She just called me her son and now she's calling Devika her daughter. I am her son and she's her daughter then what does that make us?

"Don't be rude" Devika said slapping my hand. Her actions surprised me as she has kept her distance after this morning's incident.

"It's okay my dear, I've gotten used to it," Camille says in a pathetic tone.

"He speaks to you like this?" Devika asked in disbelief.

"What can I say?" Camille replied, faking sadness.

"Camille!" I scolded as I saw the expression on my mate's face. it's as if she was thinking of me as some monster.

"Call her mom" she scolded looking at me like I was some rebellious teenager.

"No honey it's okay," Camille said adding fuel to the fire.

"Go on," Devika said, pushing me forward towards Camille.

"Mom," I say, gritting my teeth as I picture several ways to get back at the two witches.

"My baby" she replied pulling me into a hug and making me frown. This is how she was as a teen, making silly excuses to get close to me, old habits never die I guess.

"She is perfect" she whispered in my ear.

"Whatever" I replied pulling away from her but seeing Devika's deadly glare, I turned back and said: "I mean sure mom, whatever you say goes".

"Good, I'm inviting you for dinner this Friday," she said with a cocky smile, pushing her limits with me.

"Am not su..." I began to say as nicely as possible when my mate suddenly cut me off saying, "We'll be there".

"Great!" Camille replied like an excited little girl.

I didn't waste time taking my mate away from her before she does something stupid.