A Vampire's Slave

XXIV

"Presenting.. Prince Eron and Princess Isabella!" The guard spoke as Eron and I walk into the ball room. We were on a banister, looking over many people. Never have I ever seen so many people. Nevertheless, the crowd cheered and smiled. The men stared at me, the women stared at Eron. That caused Farrah to growl.

"Love remember they don't know that you are a werewolf, so it isn't too pleasant to growl. I know it's a bit upsetting to see women staring at me, but you must understand, there are men staring at you as well, and Micheal truly wants to tear them all apart" Eron whispered in my ear, ceasing Farrah's growl.
I merely giggled as we stood to the side to allow  my Beta and Gamma to come in.

"Come now, let us meet some of the people, for they must meet you. I also want you to meet my parents"
Eron spoke.

"Your parents?" I spoke.

"Yes, they have returned from vacation, they shall be down shortly, until then we shall meet some of the guest"

Eron has not spoken of his parents once since my arrival at the castle. Now he thought this was the perfect time to bring about his parents?

"Eron-"

"We shall discuss more of this later. Enjoy yourself, my love" Eron spoke, light g my hand to plant a kiss upon it.
Reluctantly, I simply nod my head as Eron lead me down the brass spiral stairs. The people still cheered until we were merely down the stairs. Once we were down the stairs, guards immediately surrounded us and guided us to two highly decorated chairs. I sat in one whilst Eron sat in the other.

Men and women began to walk to me, greeting me with a courtesy or bow and kissing my hand, doing the same to Eron. I began to relax completely, feeling rather happy that I seem to be accepted by everyone.

"Princess Isabella, you are very beautiful" was a comment made by almost every woman that came to contact with me, staring at Eron once they finished and I merely scowl at them, remembering that I must keep my identity a secret.

"After a few my dear, we shall enter the west ball room, for that is where the pack is located" Eron whispered.

Suddenly, a lady with crinkly gray hair and a huge hunch in her back walk forward. A big black dot just under her nose. Something seemed quite odd about this lady.

"Princess Isabella" the lady spoke. Her voice sounded raspy. She takes my hand, kiss it and merely stare into my eyes.

"Prince Eron truly must have looked far to find such beauty as yourself. That must be the reason of..." the lady began to move her hand up to my head.

Don't let her touch us! She doesn't look safe!
Farrah echoed through my head.
I began to move my head back, wishing for the lady to just leave me be. Just as the lady's hand touches my hair, a small tingle came from my scout. Farrah let out a growl as my foot lifted up and kicked the woman away from me. But in a matter of moments, the woman disappear into a thick white pillar of smoke.

"What is the matter, my dear?"  I snap my head from the pillar of smoke towards Eron who's face was frowning.

"Did you not see the lady touch me?" I spoke with a frown as I  touch my scout where the lady touched.

"No, but I heard you growl, I told you-"

"No, there was a lady..she..she kissed my hand and touched my hair. I kicked her and then she turned into a pillar of smoke" I spoke, making sure to keep my voice down. Although I surely didn't have to, for the guards were no longer accepting visitors in our presence and the music, laughter, and chatter were much louder.

"Love, no lady has walked here, you must have saw something" Eron spoke, dismissing the conversation as he continued standing afar.

Was it true?
Did I just dream of me seeing the lady?
I must have been, because if so how did no one else see her?

"I am going to get some fresh air, I shall be back shortly" I spoke, arising from my chair and walking to the door that was merely two feet from my chair.

"Do you want-"

"No love, I wish to be alone" I spoke to Eron, not bothering to look back.

"Very well then, once you return, we shall attend the second party"  Eron spoke, settling back into his chair.

I push open the door to reveal the dark night and the balcony that merely looks over the side of the castle. I close the door behind me, walking closer to the rails, staring afar. The moon gave me all the light I needed as I stared. The bare trees, gave off a beautiful painting with the moon shinning behind it.
Surely if I was artist, I would have painted such a masterpiece.
But if I merely can think of ladies touching me, then surely I could do more things! That was truly absurd!

I felt an uncomfortable breeze from the back of my neck, which is quite odd for there wasn't a breeze going about.

"Princess Isabella"

"I wish to be alone..please leave" I spoke, talking to the deep voice that had just said my name.

"Why? I just came here" the voice sounded much closer, I turn around to see a man with dark brown hair and huge muscles.  His eyes seemed to have no color in it.

"You surely are beautiful in your dress" the man spoke, raising his hand to my face.
I step back.

"Do not touch me, for I am your soon to be queen and when I order something I expect it to be followed accordingly!" I spoke, Farrah seeming out.

"Cute" the man only said before grabbing my arm.
Quickly, Farrah jumped into action without turning into her form.

I yank my arm back and  took my elbow, stabbing it into his stomach. The man yelped as I used my foot to kick him in his special area, pressing hard force upon it. He groaned as he fell upon the ground. I stared at him with disgust. Who was he to try and place his hands upon me?
No longer will I allow such a thing!

"Guar-"
Isabella! Turn around.

I turned around a moment to soon, All I saw was black as my feet and hands were retrained. I began to panic as my body start to lift from the balcony.
I try to mind-link, although I need much practice, but gained no success for I wasn't focused. I couldn't focus!
I did the only thing I could do, whimper loudly, that was until a sudden voice hit my ears.
"Isabella, don't you worry, we shall finally be together"

In the eyes of Callicus
Callicus pov: Spending two months in a castle has  changed Isabella. She has become stronger and her attitude has become a bit more tough. Those wolves are ruining my sweet Isabella. I should have not listened to Mochief when he spoke of waiting. I should got her as soon as I saw an opening!

I watch from a tree as her body reluctantly lifts from the ground, the second to last spell had just parted from the witch's lips. I stare with anticipation as her body got closer and closer towards me. The tree I stood in kept my scent covered from the wolves.

With the help of witches as fellow workers of mochief, I was able to get her! I finally have my love! I have went two months without seeing her beautiful face!
But now as I look at her, in this..hideous dress she has on..her hair seemed to be stuck in one place...she still looks so beautiful.

"Isabella don't you worry, we shall finally be together" I spoke, lifting the black bag that was placed upon her head. once she was quite the distances from the balc

Her eyes seem to poke out as she looked at me. Her fingers throbbed, turning into a hairy paw and back to normal long and skinny fingers.
She was trying to turn into a wolf?!
Fortunately, the witch tied her up in ropes that drains her of her shifting powers. The more she tries to shift, the more tired she'll become.

I reach into my pockets, pulling the small brown bag that the witch had given to me.
I open it, pulling out a pinch of the dust and throwing it upon Isabella.

"Rest my darling, for the next time you awaken, you shall be the same as you was before" I spoke to her. Her eye lids instantly closed. Forcing her into a deep slumber. A slumber that shall hold her until the deeds are done.

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