Lover Sacrificed - Chapter 16

-…four months until the wedding ceremony! And we have not even been told where it is going to be held? This is outrageous! Surely as parents of the shellan-to-be need to be informed of everything that is going on! We are going to be related to the royal family and we have only seen them once! I demand the presence of the King, at once!

Darius tried to block everything out as Penehlope’s mother blared to the brothers about his parent’s faults and shortcomings in regards to the mating ceremony.

He’d laugh if it wasn’t for the fact that he was heartbroken. Nalla had left the mansion almost a month ago and even though he knew she was ok, it hurt not to see her.

Penehlope let go of his wrist, licking the wounds closed and looking at him with lust.

- I can’t wait to drink from your neck.         

She licked her lips and offered him her wrist.

- Uhm, that’s ok thanks. I fed recently.

Her face twisted into something out of a horror movie.

- What? From who?

Wow… hello psycho BWF…

- You are mine! Daddy! Daddy, he fed from someone else!

He looked at her as she got up and ran to her father. She was nothing like his Nalla. Though she was beautiful… A bit skinny for his taste but then again, nothing could compare to Nalla’s lush curves. Penelophe’s blonde hair was cropped short when he preferred Nalla’s long black-as-night-soft-as-silk hair. Penehlope dressed like she was going to some kind of fancy party, always wearing elegant dresses that fit her like a glove. Seriously Glymera breeding… though she didn’t look like an innocent newling.

Her dad, his future father-in-law looked like a drowning fish. Open mouth, closed mouth. Slow blink-blink. But no balls to come up to him and ask.

- Look, I got wounded and needed the blood to heal. It was from a chosen, so no biggie.

He hated the lie, but would never tell her the truth of who had fed him.

- Why did no one call me?

Her voice, seductive as it was, was getting on his nerves.

- Because I was dying. There was no time…

All of a sudden, without warning, he got hard. Like, painfully hard.

For no apparent reason.

What the hell?

Penehlope noticed and smiled broadly, thinking she was the reason for his condition.

- It’s ok. I understand. I just want to be there for you whenever you need me. In a few months, you will no longer need any chosen. You will have me.

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- Jhade, I think it’s starting. Come on, give me the drugs!

- Not yet. You need to be fully into your needing, otherwise your body will burn it off too quickly.

- Jhade, I swear to the Scribe Virgin if you don’t give it to me… Just give it to me and leave. You’ll be affected too if you don’t leave now.

- I won’t.

- Sure you will. The only reason why it wouldn’t affect you is if you’re about to go through it yourself or if you’re already pregnant.

Jhade bit her lip.

- When you left the mansion, Marissa went through hers… Seems like I didn’t leave the tunnel on time.

- Are you…?

- Only 3 weeks. And only John knows for now. And Doc Jane.

- Oh my god!

Nalla hugged her friend despite the pain on her sensitive skin.

- I’m so happy for you!

She groaned in pain.

- So, Qhuinn doesn’t know yet?

- No, I want to have a bit more time to get used to the idea you know? I mean the last time I thought I was… was with the whole Virgin Scribe drama, so I want to enjoy this a bit on my own. Plus I need to get grandpa Qhuinn used to the idea…

- Well I’m glad, for both of you. John Is going to be a great fath… Oh god it hurts!

- Come on. Enough with the chit chat, let’s get you into bed.

- What about John?

- He’s outside playing guard dog. Either way he will not be affected because he’s bonded to me and I’m pregnant, so his body wont react all crazy like any other male’s would.

- Huh… ok. I’m really sorry to keep you both here with me. I didn’t feel comfortable with my parents.

- Of course. And don’t be silly. What are friends for?