Christmas is over and school starts in two days. Demetri has let me go back home so I could start preparing for school and stuff. After that day that be brought me home to get my car, I've been 'behaving myself'.

Well that's what he thinks.

I've actually been working out a plan on how to get rid of his annoying ass. I've been through almost every Greek, Roman, Egyptian and even Celtic supernatural books which should have ways of rejecting mates but I found nothing. Well nothing that I can use, they have the process of rejection but none of them will work on alphas or royalty, form of royalty. It's sad really, because I don't think I can live with Demetri for the rest of my life.

Since I've been home, Demetri has been calling me everyday once in the morning and once at night before he goes to bed to check up on me and make sure I'm okay. Of course I'm okay, as long as I'm nowhere near him then I'm okay.

Currently sitting on my bed typing up a two thousand word essay for literature, I forgot all about Demetri and his issues. Later Violet, Freya and I will be going to the mall to get some stuff for school. Sighing in frustration, I pushed away my laptop and walked into the bathroom to take a shower. After my shower, I doned a pair of light blue shorts and a one direction T-shirt. -Yes, I'm a fan of one direction. They can really sing.-

I walked downstairs and into to kitchen to see it vacated of people. Well that good I guess, i thought to myself as I opened the refrigerator and pulled out a tub of cheesecake yogurt, the carton of milk, some strawberries and a pouch of Capri sun. I took an apple out of the fruit basket, the Cinnamon toast crunch cereal from the cupboard and a bowl to make breakfast. I threw some milk into the bowl then the cereal I proceeded to slice the apple when a voice called my name,

"Jessabell." My mother called quietly from the door way, her sudden presence surprised me and I jumped causing the knife that I was using to slip and cut my finger.

How the hell did I not hear her approach?

"Shit!" I muttered moving my finger from over the bowl so as to prevent the blood from dripping into my breakfast.

"I'm sorry." She said attempting to run to my finger. She ended up waddling because of her large pregnant figure.

"It's fine." I mumbled running the cold water from the pipe on my injured finger. "What did you want?" I asked calmly not looking at her.

Just as she opened her mouth to answer, my phone which I had deposited on the kitchen counter when I came in started ringing. Mom brought it over to me and I answered without looking at the caller information. I did however have a feeling it was Demetri.

"Hello?"

"What happened?" A deep male voice filled with concern filtered down the line. Yup it is Demetri.

"What do you mean?"

"I felt pain, it's not mine so it must be yours, what happened to you?" He explained sounding a bit agitated.

"I cut my finger." I said softly.

"How?"

"I was making breakfast and I cut my finger, but it's okay now." I said turning off the pipe and watching the cut heal quickly.

"Be careful." Demetri said "I worry about you."

"I'm fine."

"I miss you." He responded

"Mmhm." Was my reply and I could literally hear his frown. "I'll talk to you later" I said and hung up before he could respond.

I went back to slicing my apples then arranging them in my cereal bowl with my strawberries.

"Why do you push him away?" My mother asked from beside me.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I said vaguely taking my bowl of cereal, yogurt, Capri sun and a spoon into the living room and settling comfortably on a couch as I switched on the TV and put it on Enews.

"You fight him with everything." She said wearily sitting beside me and putting up her swollen feet.

"And that concerns you how?" I asked brutishly as I turn to look at her with narrowed eyes.

"I don't want to see you get hurt." She replied and I burst out laughing, I nearly fell over laughing and I laughed even harder when she had the audaucity to look wounded and hurt.

"Price............less." I managed to get out between rounds of raucous laughter as she continued to stare at me with an expression of clear hurt plastered on her face. I quickly composed myself and sniffled slightly as I wiped the tears residue from Around my eyes.

"Sorry." I mumbled looking her in the eyes and resisting the urge to burst out laughing "sorry, I just thought it was hilarious how the same woman who said she hopes my mate teaches me some manners, now claims she doesn't want to see me get hurt." I responded with a slight hint of bitterness lacing my tone in just the right proportion.

"I'm sorry that I had said that to you, but i-" she began but I wasn't in the mood to hear any of her excuses so I cut her off.

"It doesn't matter. I don't really care anymore so you don't have to apologize. It's all good mother." I replied looking at her through narrowed eyes. She flinched at my savage use of the word mother. Good for her, she shouldn't have bothered me anyways.

"Jessabell-" she began but I cut her off again,

"Just leave it, I'm fine." I said adding for now in my mind.

My phone beeped and I looked to see a text message from Monique asking if I was ready because she's coming with Violet and Freya to pick me up. I turned my head to look at my mother sitting beside me with her feet up and a dismal expression on her face. She looked so sad that she could start a rain storm.

"Where is everybody?" I asked and she looked at me.

"They went out with your dad and the helpers have the day off." She explained and I frowned. I may not like her much but I'm sensible enough to know you don't leave a pregnant lady alone. I don't feel comfortable leaving her on her own here.

"When will they be back?"

"I'm not sure maybe midday."

"I have to go out," I stated plainly and she shrugged looking at me frowningly.

"Okay, you've never told me wherever you're going before."

"That's because you had company," I retorted rolling my eyes "everyone with sense knows not to leave a pregnant woman alone."

"I'll be fine."

"All the same I'm not leaving you alone." I replied shoveling cereal in my mouth as I replied to Monique's text telling her I'm watching my mother. Her response was to send two shocked faces and a laughing face.

Momo- 'watching her?'

Jess- 'yeah, I don't wanna leave her here alone.'

Momo- 'where is the family?'

Jess- 'out, sum where.'

Momo- 'I dnt feel comfortable with this. 😕'

Jess- 'Gotta do wat I gotta do.'

Momo- 'Txt me when I should come get u.'

Jess- ' I'll just meet u guys there.'

By the end of the texting conversation, my bowl was empty, so was my juice and yoghurt. I picked up the stuff and went into the kitchen to put the bowl in the sink and the garbage in the bin.

Returning to my position on the couch I turned my attention to what the reporter was saying, she reported that both princes have found their mates and then there was a picture of Demetri and I dancing at the ball, although you couldn't really see my face because of the angle which the picture was taken. Thank God for small mercies such as this. I don't want anyone to know I'm Demetri's mate, they'll find out sooner or later but I'd rather it be later than sooner. Monique's picture showed both her and Damien in full body and they looked like one of those couples who are deeply in love. Good for her, while I can't stand Demetri, she gets to play princess to her prince.

"Jessabell," my mother's voice called from beside me and I turned to look at her humming a faint reply. "I know I haven't been the best mother to you, and you feel neglected and you feel as if I don't remember you exist, but that's not true." She said and my eyebrows pulled together. Okay, why is she telling me this now.

"Okay?" I said but it came out as more of a question than an actual statement.

"I'm sorry for making you feel that way." She said and my heart broke a little, because I actually do feel neglected and unloved sometimes. However, I covered it up.

"I don't feel that way." I said shrugging, "you've got a lot of kids and I can take care of myself so you don't have to worry about me. And not because you feel bad now means you have to apologize. I don't need nor do I want your apology." I replied and I watched her expression turn into one of sorrow and pain.

"Jessabell, it's not because I feel bad now," she said said stressing the word 'now' "its because of what I said to you the other day at the hospital, I was angry, and so was your father and I never gave you a chance to explain your self. I'm sorry"

"Why did you say it?" I asked looking her in the eyes "I wanted to hit you, but I would never hit a pregnant lady, so you got lucky this time." I continued through gritted teeth.

"I was angry, and it just came out. I didn't mean it."

"You must have meant it because you said it."

"I never meant to hurt your feelings." She said and I gave a bitter laugh.

"Don't worry, people like you and everybody else in this family have no chance of hurting my feelings anymore." I replied bluntly and I saw her eyes become glossy with the presence of unshed tears. "Don't cry." I said harshly, the way it came out made me want to cry, oh wow.

The first tear fell and I cursed in my head. "Look I'm sorry but its your fault for bringing up the topic so don't cry because I said something you don't like to hear." I said looking at her as I crossed my legs.

She reached her hand up to wipe her eyes and a sob escaped her lips as the front door opened and my father entered the room.

He almost looked like a stranger to me, I haven't seen him in so long. His brown hair was grown to his shoulders. He wore a pair of black slacks with a white button up shirt and a nice pair of shoes. His golden eyes were trained on my mother's figure sitting on the other side of the couch.

He hurriedly walked over to her, not even acknowledging my presence. It's like I wasn't even sitting here. As sad as it is to admit, it kind of hurts.

"Darling, what's wrong?" He asked brushing her tears away and kissing her damp cheeks while she hiccupped slightly. I rolled my eyes and rose from my spot on the couch and attempted to make my way up the stairs and into my room so I could leave and go to the mall.

"I hurt her, and I never meant to." I heard mom sob in a slightly muffled voice .

"Hurt who?" My father asked.

"Jessabell." She wailed as I tried to walk on the points of my toes to exit the room. I could feel eyes boring holes into my back as I made my way up the stairs.

"Jessabell wait." He called and I stopped suddenly and whipped around to face him. I looked at him with raised eyebrows waiting for him to speak, he just stared at me as if he has never seen me before.

"What?" I asked annoyed and he looked taken aback by my attitude and response to him.

"What happened? Why is your mother crying?" He asked and I frowned.

"Ask her, not me." I said attempting to once again walk away.

"Jessabell, what did you do?" He asked his voice taking on a tone of anger. I turned to look at him, my face burning in anger, my fangs slipped out and I growled at him.

"I'm always the one to do something aren't I?" I asked angrily "I didn't even do anything, I just-" I stopped and squinted my eyes at him.

"You know what, fuck this!" I said and turned running up the stairs to my room ignoring their calls for me. Grabbing a blue dress I went back downstairs and exited the house through the back door. I walked into the dense clump of trees behind my house and stowed my dress on a tree branch then shifted into my large redish-brown wolf. The cracking and realigning of my bones caused excruciating pain to erupt through my body but the end result was worth the pain. I shook out my fur and took off through the woods. Running in wolf form always made me feel better. Much much better. I hope it works this time, looking at my left front paw, the bracelet still clung to it, Fuck you Demetri! I hissed in my mind dodging a tree and running free.