Lover Sacrificed - Chapter 54

Nalla felt nervous as she paced around her apartment.

Something was happening, something big, she could feel it with every fibre of her being.

The ceremony should have ended a while ago and yet her mahmen had yet to text her to let her know it was over and done with.

She checked her phone again because really, what else could she do?

Still no text.

She knew she was making her doggen nervous with all her pacing up and down and nailbiting, but she just couldn’t help it. She needed to know what the hell was going on!

Not that it would change anything.

Nope. D would have a shellan by now – he would have her name carved on his back. And they would spend the day in one of those cabins going at it like rabbits. Just because it was their mating night and they needed to practice for when her needing hit.

Nalla groaned.

As if Darius needed practice at that. He was totally amazing, knew exactly what he was doing…

He’d end up giving her a young too.

Dearest Virgin in the Fade her young would have a little brother or sister in a few years tim and would never even get to know him or her.

How fucked up was this?

And since she was never ever going to be with anyone else… her little caterpillar would be alone, no siblings to care for her…

The doorbell startled her, her heart going thud-thud-thud in her chest. Hope flared briefly in her chest, until she realized there was no way in hell that could be her D. Katya softly reminded her.

- It’s just Blaxton, Nalla. It’s feeding time again.

She sighed. Had completely forgotten about it.

Blaxton was a great male, not bad looking and awfully sweet with her in regards to her condition. The poor male had even offered to mate her, despite the fact that he knew she loved someone else.

Yup, male of worth right there.

And even though she couldn’t help but being tempted, after all, her baby did need a father, she just couldn’t bring herself to accept.

- Hello beautiful.

- Hi Blax.

She looked at him and tried to see him as the male he was.

Thick blonde hair.

Bright green eyes.

Lush full lips.

Big muscled body… not as big as Darius or any of the brothers, but almost. And he was uhm… proportioned, going by the bulge in his jeans. Uhm. Yeah.

But while she appreciated him because, well duh, he was gorgeous, she just didn’t feel anything for him but genuine friendship.

And wasn’t that a shame.

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Darius didn’t hesitate as he pierced Penehlope’s neck with his extended fangs and started drinking. He closed his eyes and held back his gags as he drank and drank more of her than he had ever drunk before.

All he could think about was getting this over and done with so he could go get his Nalla. She would finally, after all these years, be his. Truly his! Fuck but he was going to glue her to his side, never letting her go out of his sight. But first he needed to finish this.

Penehlope had kicked and thrashed at first, but she was rapidly losing her strength. He could literally feel the life flowing out of her. Her heart beating slower and slower as he continued to gulp down the blood that was supposed to cure him. It seemed to be taking forever and he was more than full, but he had to finish this. Every last drop the Scribe Virgin had said and he would do just that.

When Penehlope had spoken her last words he had just snapped. Knowing she was a horrible being and if he didn’t drain her the Scribe Virgin would kill her anyway. After all her disrespect toward the Scribe Virgin, the brotherhood and even her own parents, no way was she getting out of her alive. Might as well take advantage of the situation if it meant he could be cured.

At least if he did the killing himself he would have a whole future ahead of him with his Nalla, as opposed to just a few years.

Finally her heart stopped completely as he drank the last few drops from her now lifeless body. He swallowed hard licking his lips to make sure not a drop escaped him and laid her body on the floor as gently as he could.

He didn’t dare lift his eyes to look up. He felt ashamed of what he had done, even though she more than deserved it. He had been brought up with the notion that females were to be taken care off. Protected. Treasured. And now he had taken the life of one.

That would never sit well with him. No matter the reasons.

- You are truly a male of worth Darius.

- Thank you Scribe Virgin. For everything.

- Look at me my child.

He quickly obeyed and her smile was radiant. Whoa.

- You made the right choice. Don’t ever regret that. And even though I am sure your doctors will triple check this, you are completely cured. Not a trace of the virus is left in your system.

He gasped, holding back the need to shed a tear or two.

He was free!

- Now you go find your female, and bring her to me. I should like to see you mated to your true love in the next few days.

She disappeared then, taking her ghost daughter who had been playing with the little ones, oblivious to the massacre around them,  with her. The bodies of Penehlope, Feron and Philesa also disappeared.

There wasn’t a sound being made.

As if everyone was holding their breaths, waiting for... something.

That was until Beth threw herself into his arms to hug him. The brotherhood went completely wild.