Lover Sacrificed - Chapter 21

As soon as Darius stepped through the vestibule’s door, Zsadist was at his throat, looking murderous.

- I. Will. Kill. You.

Bring it on, he thought.

He coughed as Vishous, Butch, Rhage and Qhuinn pulled Zsadist back.

As the royal prince, he was fucking untouchable. Yipee!

His father appeared before him.

- Son, you better tell us right now where the hell you have been.

He looked directly at Zsadist, wishing he could look his father in the eye instead.

- I went to service Nalla.

Zsadist eyes widened like a madman’s.

- You motherfucking piece of…

The brothers held him back again, barely as Darius snorted.

- Hold the drama Z. She didn’t want me.

This seemed to cam the Brother a bit, but his own father was furious.

- You better cut the attitude D. I am your father and your king, and Zsadist is a Brother. I expect you to respect him as such.

He looked away, the pain inside him so profound he was becoming careless.

- So you didn’t touch her?

The disbelief in Zsadist voice was obvious.

- I did, because she was suffering. I wasn’t about to let her go through all that pain. It was only after that once that she kicked me out.

- You son of a…

Zsadist lunged for him again, barely held back by the brothers.

- Where is she? You bastard. Where is she?

- She’s with Jhade.

- I will kill you for this. Someday… Somehow. No one hurts my little girl and gets away with it. No one.

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Wrath felt his head was about to explode as his son confronted Zsadist. What the hell had D been thinking? He should have known better than to go to a brother’s daughter in her needing, no less!

- Wrath, he has to get mated to Nalla or so help me…

- You know that is not an option.

Zsadist got right in his face.

- Make. It. A. Fucking. Option. My girl was a newling before Darius fucked up! Fucked her!

- Z…

- Ask him! I’m sure the little bastard can confirm.

- That bastard, as you call him, is my son and your future king. So show some goddamn respect. What the fuck is wrong with all of you? Darius, what the fuck where you thinking? Wait, don’t answer that.

He pinched the bridge of his nose. Oh how he hated being king.

- Was she or wasn’t she a newling, little prince? Tell them!

Wrath hoped, hell he prayed for Darius’s answer to be no. But he knew the answer before his son confirmed it. Hell, all the females in the house were guarded from ever having the chance of even thinking of being with anyone.

- Yeah. She was.

- Oh Darius…

Beth appeared out of nowhere and her voice sounded pained. She knew Zsadist would go mad over this.

- Zsadist.

Z didn’t answer, he just snarled.

- I love her.

- Doesn’t fucking seem like it.

- I. Love. Her. But daddy here says I can’t get mated to her. So I would offer you something else. If you accept.

His son took a deep breath as Wrath got a horrible feeling about this.

- Zsadist, I would offer you a rythe.