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Wrath was anxious and unhinged as he paced around his French office at the Brotherhood’s new digs. They’d all moved here about two months ago but it still gave him the scratch to be in all the ‘royal splendor’. His life had taken some dramatic turns that he still hadn’t adjusted to. Made his think fondly of that rat infested NYC loft that had once been his bachelor crash pad.
Wrath, King of the vampire race, had his queen Beth, blooded daughter of Darius. It had been four months since the bastard had gone unto the Fade and he still half expected to walk through the door like nothing had happened and see him on his new throne. A throne the Brother would be extremely pleased the see Wrath’s ass plugged into. A throne that came with a crown that weighed on his head a bit but fit him decently, much to his surprise.
This new turn of events had him reeling though. As he stared down at a picture of a pale female with black hair, he wished his eyes would focus better. Wrath had to use a magnifying glass to read the letter that had come with it. The words ‘You’re all she has now’ bit him in the ass and slapped him in the face at the same time.
Well wasn’t that just fucking great. As if he didn’t have enough responsibility, this little blast from the past had to barge in and dump something else on his shoulders. Changing his name to Atlas didn’t appeal so much but he couldn’t pretend that this female wasn’t going to need to be a priority.
He should go find her-
A crash from the hall interrupted Wrath’s thoughts. He lifted his leather-clad body out of his chair and went to see what the hell could be going on at one in the morning when most everyone should be out fighting.
“Ah, fuck.” Wrath muttered as he saw the what goes on. Rhage, half naked and mostly out of it, was stumbling down the hall, the remains of a vase just behind him. The beast had come out of him earlier that night, evident by the fact that the huge male’s blond hair was a mess and he still stank like lesser blood.
Wrath made a move to help his brother, knowing that he could see better than Rhage could right now. The Blind King wasn’t just some ass wipe glymera douche’s idea of a joke.
Rhage wiped around with a fierce snarl as he sensed Wrath’s presence behind him. Fucker’s nose must not be working right either, or Rhage would have canned the Rottweiler imitation. There were no threats at the mansion and Wrath could have a male’s head for that kind of show of aggression.
“Easy, my brother. It’s just me.” Wrath said, keeping his hands away and staying exactly where he was.
Rhage instantly relaxed his defensive position. “Wrath? Geeze, sorry I can’t see you.”
“Obviously. What the hell are you doing wandering around in your shape? Fritz is gonna pop an aneurysm when he finds this vase. Now get your ass in my office.” Wrath said, muscling the guy back into the dandy frickin’ office.
“Got tired of being useless. Was gonna go downstairs for a workout and hope my sight was back before V and Butch got home.” Rhage muttered as wrath pushed him down onto a couch. The thing let out a huge groan of protest as all that weight came in for a landing.
“Since you brought that up, we need to have a talk about your extra curricular activities. I heard about that female you messed with. He father is-” Wrath began a conversation but Rhage apparently didn’t want to have it.
“Can we not talk about females? I ain’t interested in this topic.” Rhage made a disgusted sound in the back of his throat. As if he were almost ashamed.
“All I wanna know is why you’ve been hanging around with females from the glymera.I’ve got fathers, brothers, and ghardiansso far up my ass about you I’m choking on their hair products. You get tired of human females?” Wrath asked. Aristocratic males kept complaining to him that Rhage had defiled their daughters, sisters or whards . What was Rhage thinking?
“I’m sick of coming home to an empty bed, ok? Maybe I want my own Beth. You and Tohr seem so happy and I though maybe that would be ok. Is it so shocking that I might want my own shellan?" Rhage thundered before scrubbing his face with his knuckles.
Rhage’s words did indeed shock the hell out of Wrath. “What happened to you relishing your reputation as a sex legend? Rhage my man, I just can’t see you giving that up.”
“I’m starting to hate my reputation straight up. None of those females give a shit about me. When I die, no female will cry for me. I’ll die alone and I can’t handle that. I just cant.” Rhage’s voice shook at the end, his sorrow and vulnerability tangible. The male actually let a few tears escape. That made Wrath feel for his brother, truly and immensely.
“Come on, big guy. Let’s get you back to your room. You do what you need to do, feel me?” Wrath said after sitting with the guy for a few minutes. He hoisted Rhage to his feet and they made it back to his room minutes later.
“I’m going to find her.” Rhage insisted as he sagged onto the bed. “A female of worth will grace these sheets permanently, Wrath.”
“The male was intense in his proclamation. “I know you will, Buddy. Now get some rest so you can go out and find her.” Wrath said before leaving the male’s room.
Wrath went back to his office to find Tohrment waiting for him. the male had a stack of papers in one hand and a grim expression on his face.
“I was just about to come looking for you. I have the applications for the training program for your approval.” Tohr said, placing the load on his desk.
“Fifteen pretransition males, three post transition males and two females for a total of twenty one. the females just want to be taught self defense and will only participate as long as they wish to.” Tohr reported. The male had been a perfect choice as head of the Brotherhood. he was efficient, tactful and had a good level head on his broad shoulders. which made the aggravation in his voice and posture out of place?
“So what’s the issue? Problems with overprotective parents?” Wrath asked, scanning the forms with a magnifying glass.
“The issue isn’t the training program. There’s been another sighting by that mystery fighter. He keeps popping up, decimating lessers then disappearing before anyone can get close enough to talk. this is the sixth sighting in about as many weeks.” Tohr ran a hand through his short hair, obviously uncomfortable with having the rogue on their turf.
“So what are you going to do if you catch this fighter? Technically, he’s helping in the war.” Wrath pointed out.
“I want to find out who he is and either offer him a spot in the training program or a job as a soldier. He has talent that we cant deny. But I don’t want rogue civilians in the field.” Tohr said, exhibiting the skill set that had prompted his promotion.
“Make it happen. Send out a mass email to the race if you have to but bring him to me.” Wrath commanded, interested in meeting this civilian.
“Yes, my lord.” Tohr answered. there was a bit more conversation after that then Tohr went home to his Wellsie for the day.
As soon as he was alone in his office, Wrath picked up the picture of the female again. Fate was an odd thing.
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