Author's Note: I do believe this is the Chapter most if not all of you have been waiting for. My version of how V's and Jane's mating ceremony. Hope you guys like. Enjoy.

Chapter 25

The last day of May was perfect to have the mating ceremony. Jane was nervous as hell and even more when she had to wear a beautiful gown that all the girls helped in picking out. She chose the color, wanting something similar to the color of V's eyes. Color chosen, it was more of a mission to find the perfect gown that would fit her. They went through websites like crazy until, finally, they found THE dress. It was an off the shoulder dress that dipped down a bit in the front. The dress was bunched up a bit at the side with a silver and blue brooch pin in place and it fell in a cascade of silk to the floor. Looking at herself in the mirror, Jane had no make up, no jewelry, nothing. It was just the dress and nothing more. She believed that this day was more scary then the day when she and V went to see the Scribe Virgin.

Three days prior...

"Just do it. Reach out to her V." Jane asked as she looked at her mate.

V was settled on the bed, hands placed on his knees and he only shook his head. "She won't see me. The last time I saw her was..." He shrugged off the answer, not much caring.

"So...you don't want to get mated?" Her voice wobbled a bit, as if she wanted to cry, but being stubborn and head strong, she refused to let the little bastards fall from her eyes.

V stood up fast and reached for her, wrapping his arms around Jane. "Of course I do. I would carve your name on my back and all over my body. It's..."

Arms wrapping around his waist, Jane leaned into him, resting her forehead against one of his pecs. "What is it? Are you afraid? Of what?"

"That she'll disapprove. That she won't show. She gave you to me. Gave us a chance to make a family, but...what if she takes it away." He asked, sitting back down on the bed, his arms wrapping around her waist and bringing her closer.

"She won't. She won't take away the things that make you happy. The last thing she would want is for her own son to hate her for the rest of her life. She wouldn't have given me back to you. To give me life and a proper body in order to give you a family. To...give her a family as well. She wouldn't take me away V." Smoothing her hands along his hair, she leaned down and kissed the side of his temple, her lips lingering where his tattoo was placed. "Ask to be seen. It'll make her happy to see her son finally mated properly."

Taking a moment, V settled himself. Taking a small breath, he nodded. "Alright. Let's do this." Standing, Vishous closed his eyes and sent a thought to the other side, asking his mother for an audience to be seen. It didn't take long, for within a moment, he felt a small shift and knew that he and Jane had been brought to the other side. It used to be all white in this place. White trees, grass, sky, everything. Now, everything had a splash of color. It looked more...livelier in here.

Jane had only been here once in her life time. The one time being when she and V requested that she be given a proper body in order to have babies. It still baffled her at the fact that this place existed in a different realm. Looking around, she had been taking in the scenery until a flash of movement caught her eye. The Scribe Virgin was standing just a few feet from them and Jane looked at her for a moment until she caught herself and bowed her head in respect, something V had told her to do when faced with the Scribe Virgin. Should she talk? Or let V do all the talking? He almost ruined their chances the last time he spoke, maybe she should-

"You may raise your heads and look upon me with thine eyes." The Scribe Virgin spoke. Whenever she told you something, you always had to take it as a command almost. If you refused to do anything she said, then expect never to come out of this place alive.

Shifting her head, she looked up, her eyes transfixed with the being before her. Maybe she should say something. Kill the silence. Just as Jane was about to say something, V spoke and from there she thought all hell would break loose.

"We wanna do the mating ceremony." He said simply, uncaring at the disrespect.

"You dare speak to me in such a manner?You should know better son of mine." She said, her voice ever cool, but one should never be fooled about it.

"Fine. Will do it the right way." He said, bowing his head. "If it would not offend, we request to perform a mating ceremony."

"Denied."She said.

V growled and Jane stepped in front of him. "If it would not offend, I request for your ears." Jane said, head bowed.

"Jane-"

"Be quiet V."

"Please..."Jane would beg if she had to. No way was she going to be denied. Okay...she could be denied, but she wanted this to happen, dammit.

The Scribe Virgin looked at Jane for a moment. "You have been denied female. There is nothing more for you here."

"But we really want to have you there."

"My son does not wish to have me there. I am of no importance to him."

"We...can't have it without you."

"He would have done the ceremony without need of me being there. His mind is set and he would go through it no matter what. I have denied in having my presence there. He has little need of me." And it secretly hurt her, but no one would ever know that. "I will say it once more. Leave. You have no reason to be here anymore." She turned away, showing that the conversation was now over.

Jane couldn't let this happen, but she wasn't sure what else she could do. She couldn't insist else that would get her in big trouble. Looking over her shoulder, she looked at V with desperate eyes.

Vishous fucked up, he knew. He knew how right she was. He would have had the ceremony without her and would have had Wrath do the duties, but seeing his female's face, the desperation in her eyes, he couldn't walk out of here empty handed. He never patched things up properly with his mother dearest. It was hard. How could someone get close to a being that had the power to vanquish you with nothing more than a thought. Maybe getting close to the Scribe Virgin was wrong, but getting close to his mother, that was different. Everyone saw the Scribe Virgin as just that. A powerful entity that can do anything with nothing more than a flicker of her hand. He saw her like that as well. Perhaps he ought to see her not as the Scribe Virgin, but as his mother. Stepping forward, he placed a reassuring hand on Jane's shoulder as he walked by, stopping about a foot away from his mother. "If it would not offend..." He said waiting for her to turn.

She didn't turn, not right then at least. She took her time before finally turning and faced her son. She said nothing for she waited, wanting to hear what he had to say.

"If it would not offend...it would do me great honor to have you, mother mine, at our ceremony."

She was quiet, rather surprised at the request, though it was hidden thanks to her hood. "You do not want me there."

"I said mother, not the Scribe Virgin. I want my mother to be there and watch as I take the name of the female that I love more than anything upon my flesh. I want you, mother mine, to be there when I call out the name of the female I wish to spend eternity with and have as many young as we can. I want you, mother mine, to be a part of this celebration as nothing more than my mother."

She was struck speechless. He was asking that she be there, not as the being everyone looked up to and respected, but as nothing more than his mother. To be a part of this joyous moment. "The ceremony shall-"

"The King will perform your duties. You will stand there and do nothing, watch...and be happy for me. For us." He said and smiled. He wasn't sure if he did the right thing. Hell, he thought perhaps he screwed this up even more. Thinking he would be denied once more, V was about to turn away, until she stopped him.

"I will be there."She said to him.

He stopped and looked at her. He could hear Jane gasp behind him. " You will?" He asked and heard the silence, which only made him smile. "It'll be...more special in having you there." He said, his voice sincere.

"Summon me when the day arrives."

"I will. Thank you." He wanted to hug her, but that would be pushing it. Turning away, he walked over to Jane, smiling. She was smiling as well and before they could leave, his mother called out.

"Know that this would be the last and only time you shall speak to me in that manner. You will not be given liberty again." She warned, seeing him wave his hand before dematerializing.

Turning, the Scribe Virgin walked over to where she had her birds. They were singing happily. As she neared, there singing grew more pronounced, showing how happy she was. She was to be there not as the Scribe Virgin, but as nothing more than his mother. Never in her life had she expected this and she should take this moment and revel in it for she wasn't sure when another would appear. The wound on their relationship was still a bit raw, but not as severe as it had been. Having this discussion seemed to have added a small patch to the wound, but they had a long way before the wound could truly be healed.

Two days later...

Smoothing her hand down her dress, Jane took a breath to ease herself and exhaled just as she heard a knock on the door. "Yes?" She called out and smiled when she saw Wellsie step in.

"Oh! You look so beautiful in that dress." Wellsie wrapped her arms around Jane, giving the woman a reassuring hug. "Everyone is ready. Nervous?"

"Oh..no...no. My hands aren't sweating, nor am I shaking and neither am I wanting to go hide under the bed right now." She laughed nervously.

"It'll be fine."

"This is bigger than a freaking wedding."

"Well...just think of it as a wedding...just...in the vampire way. It'll be fine. Come one. Everyone is waiting." Wellsie reassure her and helped her relax until finally she managed to get her friend out of her room and out of the Pit. Stepping into the houses foyer, everyone was gathered around the large spacious area in front of the grand stair case. All the females dressed in their finest dresses, standing on one side of the room and the males in black robes and beautifully embroidered daggers sheathed at their sides standing on the other side. Wrath was standing near the bottom step, his body poised and clad in the ceremonial robe as well, ready to do the honors. When Jane didn't see V or his mother, she began to worry a bit, but felt a cool hand on her shoulder.

" It's alright. Just take a deep breathe, okay?" Wellsie said, leading her towards Phury.

He smiled down at her and Jane relaxed even more. "Are you ready?" He asked her.

Jane took a moment, which included a really long breathe and then finally nodded her head "Yes, I'm ready.

Nodding, Phury looked up. " Vishous, please come forward."

From behind, Vishous materialized, his eyes focused on Jane alone. She had turned and both were looking at each other. She looked so radiant in that dress. It complimented her so well. This was the most beautiful female in the whole damn universe regardless of what anyone says and she was all his. He stepped forward and took her hand and raised it to his lips, kissing in the most gentle of gestures. "I can tell you in so many languages how fucking beautiful you are."

She smiled up at him, her eyes glimmering. "Tell me after." She said and watched those fine lips of his curved into a sultry grin.

"And now, you shall be presented to the King." Phury said and motioned for them to turn towards Wrath and stand before him.

Looking at Wrath, Jane smirked, but then it disappeared. She hadn't seen the Scribe Virgin upon entering, nor when V appeared. "Wait." She said and everyone looked at her. "W-Where...where is-"

"Fear not child, for I am here." The Scribe Virgin spoke from near the stair case, standing just a few feet next to Wrath.

Everyone was stunned into silence. The Scribe Virgin was here, among them, witnessing V's and Jane's mating ceremony. Was something going to happen? Is the Scribe Virgin upset at the fact that Wrath was performing the ceremony and not she? Will she stop it? So many questions running through everyones minds, but they were silenced when she spoke again.

"You may continue Wrath son of Wrath." She said nodding her head gracefully. At first, she wasn't going to appear. A bit afraid actually, thinking that perhaps he truly didn't want her here at all, but they needed to mend the wound between them. His mate had been determined to have her here to witness such a wonderful occasion. The Scribe Virgin was rather happy, seeing her son mated and bound to someone who no doubt would do everything and anything to protect him from all harm. Perhaps she should show a bit of motherly compassion to her child...her...children. Deep inside, she felt her chest tighten up a bit. Being here was mending the wound, but...but if she told him about...about the sister he had, the one she kept from him, the wound will open up and chances were, nothing would heal it. She was a selfish woman in some ways. She loved her children, though she showed it in a mildly twisted manner. Was it to protect them? Or was it to protect herself? She wasn't sure. She wanted to be selfish right now and simply enjoy this moment. Enjoy that perhaps her son will actually grow into loving her for the first time in forever. Unaware of so much thinking, the Scribe Virgin looked up in time to see the warrior Rhage finish up the last line on her son's back. She had the beginning of the ceremony and just now came back to see the name being finished upon his skin. The female's name was nothing more than four simply letters, but it seemed that he wished for each and everyone of his Brother's to be a part of the scarring process. Next the doggen wheeled in a cart that held a large bowl of snow white salt, a pitcher of water and a lacquer box that held a pristine, white cloth within. The water was mixed into the bowl and Wrath picked it up moved behind his Brother and proceeded to dump the briny liquid over V's back.

Her son did not hiss or flinch or make any move. He simply faced forward, his face emotionless. Wrath soon took the white cloth and cleaned V's wound, drying his back then rolled the cloth up and placed it back in the box.

"Rise my Brother." Wrath commanded and V did so with such grace, his back showing the forever permanent mark of his mate's name. When V turned, Wrath presented the box and V took it. Nodding, V moved towards Jane and went to his knees, lifting the box up for her to take.

Jane took the box without hesitation and threw herself at him before he could rise up to his feet. "I love you, so damn much. You're stuck with me forever." She whispered into his ear, crying.

"I wouldn't have it any other way." He said, getting to his feet, bringing her up as well and hugged her to him. As he bent down to kiss her, all around, the deep rumble of all the warriors chanting echoing along the foyer walls. Zsadist's voice was the most ear catching out of everyone's. A warrior with the voice of an angel.

Pulling away from Jane's sweet lips, V had been ready to grab her and take her back to their mating bed, but stopped as he looked up at his dear mahmen. She had not moved from her spot. Said not one word. She just kept looking at them. Taking Jane's hand into his own, he approached her and for thanks to this gestured, everyone seemed to take it into their consideration by evacuating the foyer and heading for the kitchen, though they made sure to bow in respect to her before leaving that is. With just them three by themselves, the tension was thick until Jane broke it.

"Thank you for being here. It meant a lot to us both." She said, smiling as she squeezed V's hand.

"I thank you child for having me here." The Scribe Virgin looked up at V, though the hood kept itself in place. "My...son...I am truly...happy for you. Happy that you have found someone who will love you no matter what happens in your life."

And silence once more. Jane squeezed V's hand and nodded her head, gesturing for him to say or do something. What the hell was he suppose to do? His mother wasn't the hugging type. She wasn't the touchy feely type actually. All he could say was. "Thank you for coming." And that was it, the silence once again took over.

"I must leave now. May you both continue to enjoy your lives together. I look forward to your first young." She said and was gone.

Seconds ticked and Jane puffed out air. "Thank you for coming. Seriously?"

"What else could I say to her? She doesn't hug and we haven't really established much of a bridge between us."

"You could have been a bit more...grateful. She did show up and she did sound very sincere and...happy I think to have been here to witness our mating ceremony."

"Jane...there are some things that just need to be taken slowly. What's going on between her and me, it might take twice as long."

"But you'll work on it, right? For our childrens sake?"

He smiled and kissed her, hugging her gently to his body. "I would do anything and everything to make you happy. If seeing me and hergetting along just a bit will make you happy, then I'll try and I mean TRY, to work it out."

That was good enough for her. She wasn't going to ask for a miracle or something. Kissing him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and chuckled when she heard a deep growl emit low from his throat. "Skip dinner?" She asked, running her fingers through his hair and gripped hard.

"I have dinner right here in my arms. And I want dessert before the main course." He growled, picking her up bridal style and headed for the door located under the stair case that led back to the pit.

"Mmm, what's dessert?" She asked, sighing when he kissed the side of her neck.

"You'll see when I get you out of all this satin and into bed my leelan."

She chuckled and kissed him as he carried her all the way back to their bed.