The Prince's Stubborn Mate

Chapter 29-

"Excuse me?" I asked in disbelief. I don't have a mate.

"I'm your mate." He replied walking closer to the bed.

"Mom, this is not funny." I said looking at her with horror filled eyes.

"I know," she replied. "You've been out for over a day Jessabell, you shouldn't have woken up at all but you did and it's because he gave you his blood why you woke up alright."

"Can you guys give us a minute alone please." Mom addressed my friends who complied with her wishes, striding from the room after giving me brief hugs and small kisses on the cheek.

When the door closed behind them, my mother settled back into the chair looking at me.

"Jessabell, you tried to kill yourself Friday night." She said sounding distressed.

I gasped in disbelief, no! That's not true.

"I would never do that." I said as years filled my eyes.

"Yes you would, And you did." She sighed taking my hand "Honey, the only reason you're still alive is because Demetri gave you his blood."

Demetri? That's his name? Wait a second! Demetri as in prince Demetri?

"Are you the prince?" I asked softly, looking up at him and he nodded.

"Do you remember me?" He sounds so hopeful and I hadn't the heart to crush his hopes but I don't know him.

Shaking my head in denial, I said "No, but I know your name, Monique used to talk about the princes when we were younger."

"You don't know me out side of what your friend has said." He sighed settling on the end of the bed.

"I know you get featured In magazines as one of new York's most eligible bachelors." I said trying to placate his expression of sadness.

It worked, he smiled at me and I felt my heart melt a little, he's absolutely gorgeous. He looks so sweet.

"Not anymore, the magazines are now wondering who my mate is and who will be their new princess."

I grimaced at the word 'princess'. It sounds so formal and just strange. Ha Princess Jessabell. I could die laughing at the title alone.

"I kind of feel bad for Monique. This is her dream, not mine." I told him placing my elbows on my legs and resting my cheeks in each palm. "She's princess material not me."

"Well she is a princess too." He responded smiling. Huh?

My mother rose from her chair, walking over to Demetri she motioned him to the door.

"We'll be back in a second honey." Mom said leading Demetri from the room.

They were outside for a while before Demetri returned alone.

"Where's my mom?" I asked rubbing my upper arms.

"She's gone to the gynaecology ward, you dad will be here soon." He said sitting in the chair my mother had vacated a few minutes ago.

"Okay." I said "So what happened?"

"You really don't remember anything?"

"Not really, when I try, my head starts to hurt so I just don't really bother trying, why would you continue to do something that will cause you pain?"

His expression took on a look of guilt but changed so quickly, I thought I'd imagined it.

"Is that how you feel about everything?" He inquired softly reaching his hand out to touch my cheek, he looked like he had to touch me.