Lover Sacrificed - Chapter 5

Wrath dressed in the ceremonial robes and called out to the Scribe Virgin, waiting to be taken to the other side. There had to be some way to get out of this shit Feron had fooled him into.

- Wrath, son of Wrath.

- Scribe Virgin.

He bowed.

- What brings you here?

- I come to you seeking advice. My son, Darius. He’s… dying. The glymera has infected him with something and if I don’t find a cure… the antidote… I can’t lose him.

- I am aware of the situation.

She inhaled deeply, almost pensive.

- You know I cannot get involved unless it is brotherhood business, and even then….

- Please, I beg of you. I will make him a brother.

- He has not earned this. I would not accept him into the brotherhood.

- Please. They demand he be mated…

- As I said, I am aware of the situation, Wrath son of Wrath. I will not get involved.

- You would let my son die?

He raised his voice and immediately realized his mistake.

- Do not make inquiries, you fool! I should kill him myself!

- My apologies Scribe Virgin. I just… I can’t lose him. He’s my son. I love him more than my own life. And at the same time, the last thing I want is for him to be unhappy in a mating that is imposed on him. I’m lost. I beg of you, please.

She chucked and he knew she was enjoying this way too much.

- What is it you seek of me?

- Advice. Help. Guidance. The antidote.

She chuckled again.

- Ah, the antidote… I can’t help you with that. Your Darius has already seen it. More than once I might add.

- What? I mean… oh.

She shook her head.

- I will only tell you one thing and with it, I am already interfering too much.

Wrath listened eagerly.

- The answer lies in the blood.

And with those words, he found himself back in his room.

Doc Jane. He needed Doc Jane.