The Path of hate is a dangerous thing. It can destroy a whole town or kingdom. Even a simple thing such as rejection can be a catalyst for tension between covens. Even the flower of innocence can be caught up in the crossfire of hate
Adreaus POV
We arrived back home from Augsburg as we had captured what we went there for, the whore Muriel's young sister. I carried ner unconscious body into the lair as two of my witches had been waiting for me as they took her and headed to a room we had made for her.
I headed to see her properly since I captured her. She was everything the rumours about her said and more. A slender beauty with an hourglass figure. Her skin was the colour of ivory silk and these lips the colour of blood. Her hair was as dark as raven's wings. She was still out cold from the knock out drug. But I could bide my time.
Back in the main room of the manor, my warlocks and father were sat discussing what to do now. We had a feeling the whore would try and raise an army to try and rescue her sister.
'What's the plan?' I asked.
'At the moment Muriel is on amber alert.' Jude said as he looked at me. 'We have scouts in the town of Augsburg who will alert us if she does something.'
'Father, can I ask why she rejected you?' I asked as Jude looked at me.
'It doesn't matter Adreaus, all that matters is we have her precious sister here.' Jude said as he looked at the group of witches as he spoke. 'You three will be in charge of the girl. I want her ready for when Adreaus is ready to mate with her.'
'Yes Jude.' The leader said as she nodded to her witches.