Misha the Beast Tamer

Chapter 23

I held my breath nervously and fidgeted like thousands of insects were crawling under my skin as I waited patiently for Emrick's arrival. Within hours, I would get an insight into my past. A past that my Father did not know about nor my mother.

All I knew of my Father was his position within the royal guard, title, and name. I knew nothing of his personality other than the bad. His evilness took my namesake and the love of my Father's life away from this world.

I found my mind wandering, If Micah had lived, my brother and I would not exist. My Father would still be smitten with Micah, and Stefan would be forgotten. Dad might not have even met Stefan. My wandering mind was interrupted by a rustle of bushes and a whisper.

"Princess, over here."

It was Emrick. I followed the whisper and found him hiding. I was very confused by his actions. He pulled me in the bushes with him and we crouched, hidden to the best of our abilities.

I looked over to him and shot him a confused look. He put his fingers to his lips shushing me. I nodded and followed his gaze to the rutted old road. I heard a jingleing of tack, the plod of hooves and the occassional snort. We watched, as the horse got closer, when I saw the rider's armour and then saw the insignia he wore proudly upon his chestplate, I finally knew why Emrick hid.

The rider belonged to a proud, very reputable, but also very cruel and brutal hunting organisation. This particular organisation hunted vampires and supernatural beings as a specialty. My heart jumped into my throat. Why was he here? Why was he heading towards the academy?

When I felt safe enough I questioned Emrick.

"Why do you think he is here, making his way towards the academy?"

Emrick shrugged his shoulders and replied with a tad of urgency in his voice.

"Let's not stick around to find out. The faster we leave the safer we will be. So c'mon let's go."

I grabbed onto Emrick as he left in a flurry of green, brown, and white as we headed towards Primeva Island. A mysterious Island, surrounded by a reef which was a sanctuary for vampires, made this way many centuries ago to protect them from hunters like the one that passed us.

I found quite early on in our journey that being piggy backed was very uncomfortable, for me at least. Emrick reassured me that he was strong and could barely feel me clinging onto him.

We arrived to Primeva Island about four hours later. I gasped on awe as we approached the city. The city was located under a large, spanning canopy of tall, ancient trees, some of their trunks looked to be the width of 10 men. The tree's provided shade and just enough darkness that the vampires could walk outside during the day without feeling the effects of sun sickness. The streets were paved with white stone, the houses that lined the street were built with a variety of materials; ranging from stone to wood, and sandstone.

I followed Emrick nervously, I recieved many stares and glances. I wondered what was making them stare so shamelessly. Could it be I'm a stranger? Or could they smell the werewolf blood running through my veins? I felt uneasy.

It seemed that Emrick read my mind,

"You're a new face. That's all. If they do smell the werewolf blood in you, it wouldn't matter. You're a rare occurrence princess, and they respect that." He said reassuringly.

"We will be arriving to my house in a few minutes. Follow me." Emrick continued.

I did as I was asked. I decided to keep my head down trying to avoid more stares and glances being thrown my way.

We arrived at Emrick's place, it was a grand building made from sandstone. We walked through a mahogany door, with black iron rivets and a heavy iron door knocker proudly displayed in the shape of a lion's head. The detail was intricate.