Returning home with Demetri and my mother, I opted to take a run in my wolf form. Demetri refused to let me be alone and after an hour of arguing with both him and my mother, I reluctantly conceded and allowed him to shift and follow me.

We ended up staying outside longer than intended as we played, and literally rolled down the side of a hill in a tangle of paws and tails and a mass of black and red fur.

Demetri immediately shifted back to his human form while I stayed on my side as a wolf.

"Are you okay? Did you get hurt?" He asked frantically checking my coat for injuries.

I closed my eyes and covered them with my paws because he's naked. He's very sexy but I don't feel comfortable looking at him.

"Did you hit your head?" He misinterpreted my covering my eyes with my paws as being an injury to my head.

Refusing to shift back to my human form because I would be naked, I could not speak to him out loud, instead i opened my mind and thought 'no I'm not hurt, please cover your self.'

In response to my statement, I heard Demetri's resounding laughter and I blushed in embarrassment then growled at him.

"I'm decent." He said and I felt his hand on my head stroking my fur.

I don't exactly trust him so I don't look up.

"Come on, I'm telling the truth this time, I've got a dress for you too so I'll turn my back and you can change and put it on."

Risking a peak through one eye, I see he's dressed in an orange jumpsuit.

What the fuck?! Orange jumpsuit like the prison suit.

I grabbed the dress in my mouth and tugged gently on it making him let go.

I moved to a spot behind a tree and shifted back into my human form, then taking the floral print dress, I shrugged it on then walked back to Demetri.

"Why are you dressed like that?" I inquired an he spun around and grabbed my upper arms, pulling me to him and checking me over for injuries.

I slapped him away with a brisk, 'I'm fine'.

Unable to resist, I ran my fingers over his face and his covered chest checking if he's alright.

He seemed to have caught onto what I was doing and let out a little chuckle, taking my hands in his and pressing them to his lips.

"Jessabell, I'm fine, I'm not as delicate as you are, love."

"I know." I said blushing at the direction of my wayward thoughts.

He's too muscular to be delicate.

"Let's proceed to the house, my prisoner." I said grabbing his arm and pulling him towards the house.

"We returneth." I screeched stepping into the house.

"Good, lunch is on the table." Mom said walking past Demetri and I without so much as a glance as she placed two large glasses of water onto the kitchen island.

"Thanks mom." I said, gulping down my water before taking my phone and checking my messages.

Five from coach Kerr, four from Rick and three form Dallas, all asking where the hell I was on Saturday.

Hospital apparently. No biggie, I'll call tomorrow.

"Let's eat." Demetri said, pulling out the chair for me to sit.

We had cheese burgers and pineapple juice, then Demetri followed me to my room and stayed with me while I studied. He even offered to help me with my trigonometry work.

Worst subject ever! I hate trig, stupid numbers and stupid triangles!

"Would you like me to take you to school tomorrow?" Demetri asked as he got ready to leave as I was getting ready for bed.

"No, it's fine, I can drive." I said plugging my phone into the charger and setting my alarm.

"I don't feel comfortable with you driving in this situation state."

"I'll be fine, Derek can come and get me or Toddy's mate, Natalie." I said, silently adding the part about walking, in my mind.

I don't think he would appreciate my walking to school.

"I really wouldn't." He said seriously staring at me.

"You can still read my mind!" I gasped shocked and he nodded slowly.

"I'll call you in the morning, if I don't have a drive." I told him stifling a yawn.

"Alright then." He responded, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me in for a hug.

"I'll see you tomorrow," he whispered tilting my head up and pressing a soft, lingering kiss onto my lips.

"I love you." He said pulling away.

It felt strange not returning the sentiment, but there was some part of me that felt that he doesn't really love me. I really wanted to push the doubts to the back of my head and allow myself to actually fall in love with Demetri.

I stared at him while awkwardly playing with my fingers after his words of love.

"It's okay Jessabell, you don't have to say it back, I know you don't know me outside of what I've told you so I don't really feel bad about you not returning my love."

"But you do feel bad about something." I stated blandly knowing that he was holding something back.

"What is it?" I inquired when he continued to stare at me with gray eyes that revealed absolutely nothing about his current emotional state or the thoughts filtering through his head.

"You remember everything but you don't remember anything about me, it feels like you wanted to forget only me."

"That's not true, it's just temporary amnesia. I forgot a good portion of my most recent memories." I defend.

"What do you remember from the night if the mating ball?"

"I remember going with my friends then coming home to sleep."

"How did you get home?" He asked crossing his arms over his chest.

I wracked my brain trying to remember but I came up blank, with the beginning of a headache.

"I-i don't r-remember." I stuttered.

"How did you and your mother get close again?"

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"Just answer the question."

"She picked me up from school."

"You went to Aruba in the Christmas, how did you get back?"

I remember going to Aruba and I know I came back before the date I was supposed to but I don't know how I came home.

"By a plane, duh." I replied rolling my eyes.

"Which plane, who booked your flight and who did you come back with."

Sighing in defeat, I reluctantly told him I didn't remember.

"You deliberately forgot me Jessabell, it's selective memory loss not slight amnesia."

"I wouldn't forget about anyone deliberately." I said feeling affronted by his accusations.

"You didn't like me," he pointed out, "you're not even sure if you like me now."

"I don't know you enough to know if I like you."

Demetri sighed, and pulled me back to him. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be stressing you out right now." He said kissing my forehead.

"True, you can stress me out tomorrow." I smiled up at him and he laughed.

"I'll see you Tomorrow, call me if you don't have a drive, ok sweetheart?"

"Okay Demetri." I said pushing him towards the door. "Goodnight."

"Night love." He called as he descended the stairs.

Walking into the bathroom, I stripped off my clothes then climbed into the shower.

Standing under the hot spray after I was finished bathing but not quite ready to leave the shower as yet, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the warm water.

Just as I was about to turn off the pipe and get out of the shower, a memory of me sitting in a large bathtub which was filled with water, flashed behind my closed eye lids.

There was a sort of glowing light surrounding the bracelet on my wrist.

Strangely enough, the memory appeared to be from someone else's eyes. Because I could see me very clearly, as if I was someone looking in at me.

My arms were wrapped around my knees which were pulled up to my chest, while my head rested on my knees.

I was crying and there was a curious sort of violent banging on the door.

Demetri's worried voice with a tinge of anger shouting at me to open the door or he would break it.

Just as the door seemed close to actually breaking, the memory faded into black and I clung to the wall of the shower until the lingering dizziness dissipated leaving a massive headache.

Well, that was not a very nice memory.

Stepping from the shower, I hastily dried myself and dressed in a pair of light gray pajama pants and a blue tank top.

I climbed into bed and pulled the sheets up to cover me.

After a while of trying- and failing-to fall asleep, I gave up and grabbed my phone, I scrolled through my social media and checked the latest news.

Just as Demetri had said, the news and magazines are wondering who his mate is.

Naturally, I think it would be hard to live as a royal.

Too much speculation into my life and every thing I do or don't do will be on display for everyone to see and critique.

I don't think I could live like that. I wonder how Demetri and his family does it. Then again, they were born into the spotlight and if they aren't used to it by now, when will they be?

Opening another magazine app there are pictures of Monique and Damien splashed over the cover and taking up a good portion of the first four pages.

They have made their relationship public and seem to be quite happy.

I always knew Monique would be perfectly fit for this life, she likes the spotlight, but i don't.

My ring tone interrupted my thoughts causing me to jump then answer without looking at the caller ID.

"Hello?"

"Thought you said you were going to sleep." Demetri's voice filtered down the line with an accusatory tone.

"You woke me." I lied easily.

"No I didn't, your thoughts are running riot in my mind, I know you weren't asleep so I called to find out what's wrong."

"You can still read my mind? From that far away?" I asked incredulous.

"No, well not really. My mind just feels unsettled so I know you're worried about something."

"Maybe I was just having a bad dream."

"That would have felt different."

"How so?" I asked curiously

"I would have felt that in my subconscious, because you would have been asleep, but you're awake now so it's in my conscious and it's very disturbing, so what's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong." I sighed.

"Jessabell, we don't talk enough, I need to know how you're feeling so I know you're alright." He said

"Please tell me what's wrong." He pleaded I sighed and prepared to break his heart with my next words.

Well if he loves me like he claims to, it will break.

"I don't want to be your princess." I told him softly.

There was a sharp intake of breath from the other side of the line.

"Why not?"

"I was just flipping through some magazines and I noticed that you're almost always in the spotlight, Monique is too."

"Yes." He asked but his tone gave off the impression that what he really wanted to say was 'and so what?'

"I don't want that for myself. I treasure my privacy Demetri."

"We've had this conversation before Jessabell, I'm not having it again."

"Considering your exasperated tone, it ended badly."

"Yes it did. We agreed that I would try, as much as I can to keep you out of the spotlight, but you will be my princess."

"Demetri, I don't think that will work for me, I'm not princess material."

"Yes you are, you are my princess and I love you, a lot."

I stayed silent knowing I can't say it back to him.

"You should go to sleep, you have school in the morning." He said and I sighed and agreed.

After ending the call, I put my phone back to charge then wrapped up and went to sleep.