Misha the Beast Tamer

Chapter 27

I entered the bedroom and as expected Aqila was bent over her desk studying. I tapped her on the shoulder.

"Aqila, if it is true what Erik says than we need to start trusting each other. We need to open up, and I have the perfect thing that will aid us, wine." I took a swig of the bottle and offered it to Aqila.

Aqila rolled her eyes, there was a little resistance but I put on my best puppy, innocent eyes and she took a swig.

I felt a little more relaxed, I invited her to join me on my bed. She awkwardly sat next to me, I knew she felt uncomfortable. But I knew it was not because she didn't like my presence it was because she liked my presence too much. I wondered if her feelings had changed towards me since that night she got drunk and said she loved me. I'm guessing after tonight I would know for sure.

"Okay, we'll start small. I will tell you a truth about me, then you will tell me a truth about you, clear?"

She nodded, I started with something small, but I knew it was something that she would feel comfortable opening up to me.

"Uncle Stefan, is not actually my uncle. He is my father's lover, and has been ever since I was 6 months old."

Aqila took a swig from the bottle before replying.

"I am like your father, but I will only take a lover if she's another woman. I'm not attracted to men."

I smiled, she was finally letting me in.

"Zac, my ex-boyfriend is not a male...yet. He is trying to change to a man by acquiring the services of a special witch who can brew a potion that will permanently make him male. They've had little success and what success they've had is only temporary."

Aqila smiled and rested her hand on my knee.

"The girl that I told you about..The one that Erik fucked over so badly that she had to leave the academy, I loved her. I thought she loved me, but she thought she loved Erik more and pursued him. She was my first crush, and the first girl I kissed."

Aqila' s eyes reflected sadness. I wanted to hug her, but Aqila was not a very affectionate person. All the emotions she felt, she kept inside, she hardly ever expressed them externally in physical contact such as a hug.

" My Father, King Luca did not sire me. His blood does not run through my veins. I am the fruit of a union between my mother and a royal guard called Tristan. My Father trusted them, he trusted Tristan with his life and he trusted my mother but they both betrayed him.

On the night of my conception Tristan my true sire died. So, in reality Aqila I am a bastard. Even knowing all this King Luca declared me and my brother born of his blood and royal heirs to the throne."

Aqila sat beside me in a shocked silence and sighed,

"My Father was a sailor and would be away from my mother and me a lot. When I was eight, I heard my mother sobbing softly as she was tending our vegetable patch. I ran over to her and gave her a hug. I thought she was missing my father, so I told her Daddy would be back soon. This made her cry even more. This was the day I found out that my Father wasn't coming back, ever, he abandoned us.

When I was 14, my mother finally told me that my Father had two families. When he was away from us, he'd be with them and vice versa. In the end he chose them, my mother and I weren't good enough for him. He left my mother, a very poorly educated woman who could barely read because her parent's never taught her...The reasoning behind it, was because she was female.

He left her to fend for herself, not one bit of help. He didn't even send her money to help feed and clothe me, his only daughter, his own flesh and blood. It seemed he'd prefered us to be homeless or dead.