Sold To The Alpha
Blood L**t Chapter 38

Standing up from the chair, the High Priestess idly flicked her fingers and a table laden with food appeared to their right surrounded by chairs.

'My chambers are quite compact, I would suggest that your comrades remain here and eat whilst we deal with our business' she said quietly.

Looking at the food apprehensively, Justin turned back to the Priestess who smiled, 'the food is not tainted Alpha, I have no argument with your kind so have no reason to harm you! 'But you do have a reason to harm Viktor's people' Justin replied reasonably.

The priestess shook her head, 'no Alpha, I have no argument with the Vampire King either'

Looking at her disbelievingly, Justin argued, 'but you helped Agnes, why would you do that if you were not allianced with her!

'I helped Agnes because we came to an agreement Alpha, she asked for our help and she paid handsomely for it, once our deal was completed she was no longer our concern, this is why we did not interfere when the Vampire King snapped her neck. We protected her with our magic as one of our sisters, but once you passed our barriers you had earned the right to an audience as written in our laws, she had to face you! the priestess replied dismissively as if her words were of no consequence.

Studying the woman in front of him, Justin nodded slowly before indicating to their group to take a seat at the table. 'Myself and my two warriors will accompany Viktor into your chambers if you are amenable' he said as he indicated toward Vaya and Daniel who both nodded in agreement.

'As you wish Alpha' the priestess replied before leading the way to the side where a small door was nestled in to the stone wall.

Making their way through the old wooden door, the four found themselves in a narrow corridor that was lined with closed doors, the walkway lit by wrought iron candle sticks that were placed periodically on the hard stone floor.

Heading toward one of the doors, the Priestess waved her hand in front of the lock, waiting for a loud click before she pushed down the handle and swung the door inwards.

Stepping over the threshold, the candles that were nestled in the iron chandelier above their heads burst into flame of the own accord, bathing the room in a warm light.

In the centre was a large scrubbed wooden table that held a Pestle and Mortar, a collection of bowls and stirrers and a large leather bound book that was marked by bookmarks at various points.

The walls were lined with rows of bottles each one labelled with stickers that held a cursive handwriting that were hard to decipher.

At the back of the room was a large fireplace which cocooned a pewter cauldron that hung from a sturdy hook above a pile of kindling.

Snapping her fingers, the Priestess bustled around the shelves as a large fire sprung to life under the couldron, the contents immediately beginning to bubble.

Pulling various vials from the walls, the Priestess placed them on to the table, then sweeping over to the book, she opened the pages, running her finger down page after page as she scoured it's contents for something that only she understood. Clearing his throat, Viktor stepped closer to the book, 'how can you help me Priestess?' he asked, trying to keep his voice calm.

Raising her eyes from the pages, the Priestess took a deep breath before speaking, 'Agnes was correct, you cannot create an antidote for an antidote, it's paradoxical. We do not want an antidote, we want a virus that can override the antidote's properties, attacking it, taking it's concentration from your venom and redistributing it to what we will inject your son with!' she replied simply.

Coughing, Viktor stared at the witch incredulously, 'it sounds like you want to poison my son and future heir to the throne of the Vampires' he said carefully watching the Priestess as she smiled.

'That is exactly what I am suggesting' she agreed.

'What? If that is the answer why are we even here? We have a witch back at the castle who could do this for me without me being indebted to her' he growled angrily.

The Priestess continued to study the Vampire, a curious smile playing around her lips, 'Auriele is not powerful enough to make the potion that you require, Agnes was a High Coven witch, it will require a Witch of the highest position to be able to create the virus you require' she replied simply.

Vaya butted in suddenly, 'um how do you know that Auriele is the witch that is helping us?' she demanded suspiciously.

Turning to the Dryad, the priestess seemed unphazed by her tone, 'I am the High Priestess, I know whenever one of my sisters alliances themselves with another.' she replied with a finality to her voice that gave no room for doubt that she would not answer further questions on the subject.

Returning her attention to her spell book, she continued to study the pages, the room silent except for the soft sound of pages turning.

Finally the High Priestess halted her hand, reading the passage intently before grabbing the ingredients from the table and moving them to the cauldron, placing them on the mantle above the fireplace. Turning back to the book, she studied the words before flitting around the room, grabbing various bottles and vials, returning periodically to the book, running her finger down the page before returning to search the shelves.

Minutes passed as the foursome stood silently and watched the witch work, finally she made her way back to the cauldron and started to add measurements of each bottle into the bubbling water.

As each ingredient was added, the water changed colour, clear, then blue, green, red, purple, pink, orange, yellow, and then black. Grabbing her spell book, the Priestess stood by the mixture, stirring steadily as she read from the pages in a low tone. The contents started to shimmer, the black liquid changing, a second colour pushing through as she spoke.

The air around them crackled with the potency of the magic making the hair's on the werewolves arms stand up, Vaya automatically hugging herself as if to protect her unborn pup from what was happening as Daniel pulled her closer to him.

A rumble started to build from deep beneath their feet, the few bits of dirt on the floor jumping slightly from the soft tremors, which grew stronger and stronger until the glass vials on the shelf started to shake uncontrollably under the vibrations.

The witch's voice grew louder as she continued to chant, her words unintelligible, her focus on the water unwavering as the black water span violently, streaks of acid green cutting through the contents until finally with a loud echoing clap, the liquid turned, the movements of the water ceasing leaving an acid green fluid.

Grabbing a ladle, the Priestess scooped out a small amount, pouring it into a small vial before walking back to the table. Grabbing another vial she held it out to Viktor who eyed it suspiciously, 'what do you want?' he asked Smiling back at him, the Priestess replied, 'your venom Vampire King'

Viktor backed away immediately, 'I am not giving another witch my venom, that was part of the deal' he growled stubbornly.

The Priestess held his gaze, 'it is your decision, but I cannot confirm that it will work until we test it, you are not giving me your venom, just a sample to test the potency, you will be here the entire time, I will not keep any of it for myself!' Viktor glared at the calm faced witch, 'surely you need Agnes' antidote to check it?' he demanded.

The Priestess nodded, 'of course, and I have it' she replied evenly.

'You have the antidote?' Daniel asked sceptically.

'Of course Beta' the Priestess replied softly, 'who do you think helped Agnes create it? We didn't just offer her sanctuary when she ran from her decisions, she paid for a complete package, the antidote is here in my collection', she said as she waved her hand around the room. Proffering the vial again, the Priestess fixed Viktor with a steely gaze, 'if you would be so kind Vampire King, I do not like to trade untested potions, it's not good for my reputation' she added with a small smirk.