The Hidden Princess

Feeling watched

Chapter 4

Things have been strange around the village lately, I keep feeling like I am being watched, but when I try and find who’s eyes are on me there is either no one there or just normal people getting on with their day not even noticing my presence.

The boys and young men are also becoming more of a problem as I draw near my 18th birthday. It is as if they are all either trying to charm me into their bed or the slightly older ones have been talking to me and my parents asking for my hand in marriage.

I am not particularly interested in either of those options or the men, to be honest. I just am not attracted to them, nor do I feel the need to have someone in my life short term or permanently. I know exactly what they are like, I have seen the broken hearts they have left with the girls here who thought they meant more to them than a night or few of pleasure.

Yes, many of them are handsome and have better prospects than most for a comfortable life. I am also not stupid and know I am so desirable to them for my parents' position as royal feeders, and to them, I am their best hope to climb that ladder. It is just a bonus that they find me really attractive.

I have no interest in boys that have played with half of the girls here, or ones who are after me so they can boast about having an attractive woman as theirs or use me to get higher up. This is why it is not common knowledge yet that I will not be a feeder. My parents wanted to watch and see who wanted me for me and not because of a position I may have.

Each of them have been told either by myself or my parents that I will not be following them in their job, so they can give up now if that is why they are trying to court me. Most of them have not bothered to pursue me after that, but there are a few stubborn ones who are happy with their position and only care about getting a hot wife to keep them amused.

That will not be happened, all they do is boast about themselves while never taking the time to even ask me about myself. They have no idea who I am as a person and can’t even be bothered to find out. I mean, why would a wife and mother have a personality or opinion, a.sshats.

The latest rumours going about is that I must prefer the company of women, which has brought its own problems as now a few women are trying to court me. I have nothing against being with another woman per say, but I am just not attracted to any of them either.

I am pretty sure that I am straight as I remember having a huge crush on the Prince during my early teens, but I have not met him in a few years so I have no idea if I would still find him attractive or not. Right now, I am happy being on my own.

We don’t usually have mates or beloveds as humans so it is not like I have the need to find my other half and settle down at 18, before popping out a load of kids and bring them up to be fed on or serve the ‘higher races’.

I plan to stay single as long as possible and hopefully have my dream of being a healer and helping others. No offence against my parents, I just want something different than them, besides there are not many men like my dad around nowadays. Gentlemen are in short supply and I wouldn’t want to settle for something that wasn’t as good and pure as my parents love, it’s the best we can hope for in this life, even without a supernatural bond like the moon goddess gives, they are just as in love with each other as any beloveds that I have seen.

I am not sure if you have noticed, but I am kind of a loner, I mean, all I go on about is my studies and parents. To be honest, they are the only things that really mattered. No one wanted to be friends with the resident nerd, well, at least not when they found out that I couldn’t get them close to the ranked members that is.

Hell, some of the girls here have even given their innocence to the higher up vampires in the kingdom, hoping that they will choose them as a beloved, mistress, or at the very least a blood bank. What these girls don’t seem to be able to work out is that when they find their beloved, the woman doesn’t want some girl that her beloved has slept with no matter how good they are in bed or how sweet their blood is.

The males can not get near the female vampires, they have tried, but, apparently a human lover just can not keep up with a vampire who is able to give pleasure many, many times in one night. I may not be interested in that type of thing right now, but I have ears, and they are not exactly shy about boasting about their conquests.

I am not sure how they haven’t worked out that this is why they end up getting sent away to another village to live. A vampire like a shifter has heightened senses and can hear them talking. So the second they are mated, either the male or female gets rid of them so they don’t cause problem with their bonds. You would think that with it happening so regularly that they would get the hint and keep themselves for someone they could love and will love them back. I have not seen one successful human female yet.

Most vampires don’t care that their mate is not a virgin, males very often are a few decades older than the females when they discover their bond, and none of them expect a Saint. Supernaturals, especially shifters and vampires, are highly s****l creatures. If they could keep their mouth shut and not keep going on about their vampire lover, the women would not give a damn. Constantly talking about it just undermines the woman, and that is something along with the disrespect that they will not put up with, and the males will not see their beloved upset over some human.

Right now, I am on my own in the vast forest doing what I love, rummaging around for plants and herbs that I can use in my potions. I like this part of it and I am more than happy to do it. Being in nature is my happy, calm space.

Trevor, is the other human training with the healer, and is one of the few genuinely nice men near my age, he has a lovely girl who he has been with since they were early teens. Now, if there were more men like him, I may have been interested.

Not that Trevor is my type at all, with his blue eyes blonde hair all swept back and neat. He is a pretty boy, a very handsome one, no doubt, but I don’t like pretty boys, that is something I am sure of. So I like to gather the ingredients so he can spend more time with Isabella, a sweet and beautiful girl, they are perfect for each other.

As I said before Prince Louis is the only man that has ever gotten me to look twice and that man is anything but a pretty boy, with his long dark hair, deep grey brooding eyes, very muscled chest that is always peeking through his shirts as he leaves the first few buttons undone, and a sexy brooding look, with full pink lips. Ok, ok maybe my crush has not gone away yet as I can still picture him, but I will not dwell on what I can not have even if he is hitting 50 and is still unmated, I have my self respect.

Again, as I am happily spending hours in the forest enjoying the peace and quiet and cooling off in the beautiful stream, I am sure I feel eyes on me yet again. I can feel myself shudder as I look around, I am not scared, I just feel uneasy that someone is following me and watching me, and I have no idea why.

I am getting really sick of this, who follows people around, what kind of creep does that, and why in the hell do they just not speak, it not like I am a scary, unapproachable person. I am always king and polite to everyone.

“Right I am getting sick of this, come out right now or stop following me around like some weird stalker” I shout out, hands on my hips angry that my peace and solitude is being disturbed by someone who can’t even be bothered to show themselves.

“Quite fiesty for a little human aren’t we?” I hear a deep sexy voice say as he steps out the trees, holey fu.ck. Why the hell is the Prince following me?