"What do you mean?" He asked, his voice full of curiosity. 

"Just trust me." I croaked, the pain was increasing again and I knew something wasn't right. "Why should I trust you? When you don't trust me?" He said, his voice full of pain. I glanced at him, "I want to tell you, but I'm-" I screwed my eyes shut and whimpered. 

"Amaris?" He panicked. He jumped up from the floor and carefully sat next to be on the bed, placing his hand just above where my bandage was. The pain eased slightly and I opened my eyes gradually, keeping my eyes fixated on him. "You're my mate, aren't you?"...