The Vampire's Chosen Mate

Dimitri

During the whole funeral, I had felt on edge and could not fathom why. I was sitting right in front so I could not look back at all. Yet the feeling would not go away. I did not think I was in danger at all. However, I could also not place what this odd feeling actually was.

My mind had started going forth with hundreds of different reasons as to why I felt uncomfortable throughout the funeral. I was so engrossed in that task that I did not hear when the priest called for me to come say a few words. That was when I realized that none of my assumptions were right. When I was called up to speak, I finally noticed it. Or should I say noticed her. I was so busy trying to find the piece of paper with my speech when I reached the front that I did not look to the crowd once on the podium. Once I found the sheet, I then cleared my throat and looked up at the crowed to start my speech. That was when I locked eyes with her.

My beloved mate, Destiny was seated in the second row. She was staring right back at me in something akin to shock. I could not really say that I was surprised that she was here. She did marry a lord. So, they would be invited to the funeral. Next to her sat her husband who had his arm on her thigh. Which funny enough she removed as soon I glanced at. I guess we were bound to meet up again. Somehow the fact that she was married did not hurt like I expected it would.

After the service ended, she immediately came to me requesting to speak with me privately. I reluctantly agreed to speak with her and excused myself from my mother's arm. As we stepped away I could literally feel Ellie’s gaze bore holes into the back of my skull. This meant that I was going to get drilled on this encounter later on. I just wasn’t sure how to tell Ellie this story. But that was tonight’s worries.What I did notice this time around as I stood next to my mate was that I no longer felt the pull. It was like we weren't each other’s mates anymore. I guess the universe accepted that we didn't choose each other.

Destiny was still as beautiful. But she was no longer my favourite definition of the word beautiful. See, I now pictured beautiful as a girl with hair that went in all directions. I saw beautiful with big honey-brown eyes instead of the ocean blue eyes that were staring back at me right now. I pictured beautiful together with strong and feisty. I must say together, those three were one killer combination.

I wanted someone beautiful and it was no longer the girl staring at me. I wanted someone who was able to make me laugh and think about things. I wanted someone who questioned life and engaged my mind. Destiny was none of these things. Well, I never spent enough time with her to find out but I also didn’t want to spend any more time with her to find out. The fact remained that I was no longer attracted to her.

This was such a relief. But it also meant that I was in deep trouble. I loved Rebecca. I did not just like her. That was the only explanation to why I was calm despite seeing my mate.

"I am so sorry," she started pulling me out my thoughts. Why could I never focus enough to listen to my mate? I knew where this conversation was going and honestly, I had no time for it. Although I am grateful for her presence. It did after all lead me to realise that my feelings ran deeper than I had thought. So, I decided to not waste any of our time.

"What is it that you want?" I asked her.

At first, she was surprised at my directness, but then quickly masked it. “I did not know that you were the prince,” She said.

After realizing that I was not going to say anything back to her, she went on, “Can we talk somewhere more private please?” she asked. I was about to say no, but when I saw the way she looked at me I decided that I could spare a few minutes of my time. So, I led her outside until we were all alone.

She kept fidgeting with her fingers instead of talking that I started growing inpatient, “Like you said before, I am a prince. So, speak faster will you. I do have things to do,” I said with finality.

“See...I… I married Sir John because my father wanted me to. It was arranged long before I was even born… I... I didn't have a say in the matter. But you must know that I… I," she tried to continue but was somehow afraid to say it. I on the other hand was not in the mood for this. Besides, it was too late now. I was over her and very excited about this fact. Destiney did not love me. She might want me now, but this was simply because of the title I possessed.

"I know what you are going to say. So, don't bother my precious mate. I actually took your advice, you know. I fell in love with a human. Well, I later found out that she isn't human, but back then I thought she was. Anyways, like I said the last time we met, I do sincerely hope that you have a good life Destiny," I finished off and left before she could stop me. I honestly had nothing left to say to my mate. I didn't want her. I wanted someone else and I was done pretending that I didn't.

It was time I chose my own mate. And I knew exactly who I wanted now.