Lover Sacrificed - Chapter 3

Darius felt murderous as he saw his uncle carry Nalla inside.

He had to control himself with everything he had not to go over and take her out of his arms to see if she was ok.

He just couldn’t do it. Not now when his father, King Wrath had just announced his engagement to what’s-her-name. As always, his words were law and could not be undone. Unless he said so.

Which he wouldn’t.

So if Darius went over to Nalla, a lot of questions would be asked.

Questions that they couldn’t answer.

He felt sick to his stomach.

Before the mating ceremony between Jhade and John he had been with his future Shellan, to feed her during her transition. What a day she had chosen. The way she had looked at him through those feverish hungry eyes gave him the creeps. He had prayed that he wouldn’t make it. How horrible that was of him. But it would have been his only way out. And now, even that chance was gone.

He sighed.

He had always hated his duties as the son of King Wrath, but now, he was really starting to resent his lineage. The worst part was that there was no way out of this. 5 years from now, he would be mated to a Glymera female, and there was nothing he could do about it.

He snorted, thinking back of the clause his father had told him about. He could have as many shellans as he wanted as long as Penehlope was always first and he had an heir with her.

As if.

He wanted a bonding like his parents had. A mating ceremony for love. Like all the brothers in the house had, even his uncle John, after all these years. And there was only one female that he could see himself mated with like that.

But every time he had hinted at such feelings with to his dad, he had just shrugged it off as hormones and never took him serious, reminding him of his duty as his heir and the main house rule of no falling in love with anyone inside the house.

In the end, he had just given up.

It seemed like his life was not his own to live.

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Nalla assured her parents that she was fine and after a lot of fussing, they finally left her alone.

The truth was that she was far from being ok.

She was heartbroken.

She let her tears flow freely as she screamed into the pillow. It was so unfair!

Darius was hers!

Sure, they had only been flirting, kissing, teasing, without making things to serious, but she had always thought that eventually, they would be so much more. Had Darius wanted this? Had he been playing with her? She didn’t believe that. There was something else going on.

Wrath and Beth were always nice to her and she knew they loved her dearly. They were like another uncle and aunt to her. Just like all the Brothers and shellans.

She never would have thought that they would be against her and Darius being together. Then again, all the kids in the house were raised to think that they were all related, as most were, in one way or another, but Darius didn’t share her blood. They weren’t related. So why couldn’t they be together?

Stupid Wrath with his stupid war and those horrible Glymera types. They had ruined everything.

She would never know happiness ever again. Her life was over.

She would never meet anyone like him, she didn’t want too.

She would die a newling, never knowing his touch. Never again feeling his lips on hers…

Please Scribe Virgin; please make it so he is not mated to her. Please make it so he wants to be mated to me!

She cried harder into the pillow as she sent her prayers up, hoping they would be heard. She knew she was being dramatic, but it hurt so much, she couldn’t help it.

All of a sudden she felt two strong arms around her.

- Shhh my love. It will be ok. Tell me what is wrong and I will make it all better.

She held on tight as he lifted her up into his arms and used his warm strong shoulder to cry on.