Sold To The Alpha
A Love spoken Chapter 11

Lacing her fingers through Vaughn's soft fur, the woman murmured softly into his ear as if calming a fussy baby. 'Relax Vaughn, we are not enemies' she muttered softly.

Growling in annoyance, Vaughn glared at her until she removed her hand and sat on the grass facing him with a knowing smile.

'Prince Vaughn, as I said before, I have been eager to meet you, the strongest supernatural creature ever created' she said, her smile widening at his obvious surprise, his parents and werewolf family having kept his destiny as a closely guarded secret since his birth. Letting out a low rumble, his gaze told her that he was getting tired of her faked pleasantries.

Straightening up, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a disc, holding it out to the hybrid, who focused on it curiously.

'I am the High Priestess, and this is a blood oath, I am sure that your father, the Vampire King, has explained these too you and how they are unbreakable by the giver of the promise?' she added as Vaughn's eyes widened in fear.

He knew of blood oaths, it had been drilled into him, never make a blood oath unless you literally have no other option available to you as you are bound by it until its fulfilment.

Noting his wary expression, the High Priestess smiled softly, 'this blood oath was made by your grandfather, the late Vampire King Viktor, the promise of a favour that I could call in at any point, and should he reach his demise before it was completed, the oath would pass down his blood line' she said with a small smile.

Vaughn growled at her words, his teeth baring as she continued to watch him unphazed.

Continuing to speak, she ran her fingers through her flowing hair, 'I am here to call in my favour Prince Vaughn, and I require you to fulfil it' she added, ignoring his raising hackles. 'I should explain that if you try to renege on the deal your grandfather made, it will also break my part of the deal with him, which I have a feeling you do not want to happen.'

Vaughn's eyes constricted slightly as he tried to understand what possible reason his grandfather could have had to make an open ended blood oath with a witch.

As if reading his mind, the High Priestess answered, 'Your father, the Vampire King Vallance, was mortally injured, his life was ebbing away and I was the only person who could keep him from the brink of eternal darkness, in exchange for his son's life he offered me a blood oath. I accepted and now I need to call in that favour, should you try to refuse my request, the potion that I created that keeps death from your father's veins will cease to work and he will slowly die.' Waving her hand over the wolf suddenly, the woman forced Vaughn to shift back to his human form, the wolf howling silently in his own head at the pain of being made to change shape.

Once in his human form, she released him from her enchantment that held him in place and indicated for him to take a seat on the soft mossy earth.

Sitting down grudgingly, he eyed the witch for a moment before speaking. 'What is it that is being held back by your magic?' he asked brusquely.

'Your father was injected with an anti venom, it was destroying the poison that flows through his veins and the veins of every other of your kind. If it had completed its task, it would not only have wiped your father from the earth, but every single member of your species which now includes you. I created a potion that in essence, hides your father's venom from the antidote, it lays dormant in his veins believing that it has irradiated the venom in his blood. If my potion stops working, the venom will no longer be hidden and the antidote will continue on its course' she replied tonelessly.

'What do you want from me?' Vaughn asked angrily.

'It is a simple task Vaughn, I want you to replace someone for me, a werewolf. They are extremely important to me and my sisters, and have been hidden from me for many years. I do not know it they are male or female or how old they are' the High Priestess murmured.

'Then how the hell am I supposed to know who they are? Are they going to have a big neon sign over them saying wanted by the witches?' the Prince spat back.

'They are marked by the Goddess, somewhere on their body is the mark of the crescent moon, they are the only living being known to have this marking, it cannot be cut, burned, tattooed over or changed in any form' the Priestess replied evenly. 'What do I do with them when I replace them?' Vaughn asked, intrigued by this mysterious person despite himself.

'You bring them to me, alive and my sisters and I will deal with them' the woman replied, her voice devoid of emotion.

'What will you do to them?' the Vampire asked, suddenly becoming more uncomfortable with the close proximity to the witch.

'That is not your concern Vaughn, you only need to replace them and return them to me at my Coven in the black forest' the Priestess snapped, her eyes flashing with a hint of anger. Gracefully rising to her feet, she gave the Prince a final look, 'I expect you to confirm my story with your family, I suggest you contact the werewolf Justin, he was present at the blood oath and will validate your commitment to me. You have three days to contact your family for confirmation and set out on your journey to replace them, I will send someone to accompany you, he is known as The Ghost.

Vaughn scrambled to his own feet, ignoring his embarrassment of being naked in front of the beautiful witch in front of him, 'but how do I track them? Am I just supposed to stumble around the lands forcing wolves to strip until I spot this mark?' he demanded irritably.

Turning back to him, the Priestess placed her hand upon his chest, closing her eyes momentarily as power flowed through her fingers, sending an electric shock through the Vampire hybrid's chest.

Opening her eyes, she gave a small nod, 'you will now feel a pull with in you, it will draw you to their scent, the closer you get the more you will feel it so you may have to wander at first until the spell picks up on them'.

Vaughn nodded for a moment, before finally forcing himself to ask the question that was burning within him, 'why do you not just use the spell yourself?'

The Priestess shook her head, 'I cannot, this individual holds a great power given by the Goddess of all the wolves, if handled incorrectly, they could cause devastation' she said before turning on her heel and disappearing back into the trees. As soon as she was out of their eyesight, Greyson, released from his frozen state, shifted into his human form and stepped over to the Prince to check that he was unharmed.

'Your Highness, we must return immediately to the castle, you are unsafe out here, we do not know how many more witches are in our territory, please shift back to your wolf form and let us return to the safety of the castle' he beseeched. Vaughn nodded immediately and shifted back into his hulking black wolf form, setting off at speed back toward the castle, his guard trying to keep pace with him as he ran at full speed.

Skidding to a halt by the tree that held his clothes, his claws digging into the soft earth beneath him, he quickly changed back into his human form and dragged on his clothes, Greyson shifting beside him.

Running up to the gate, he squeezed through the gap as they inched open of their own accord and flew up to the front door, pushing it open and stumbling into the foyer.

'Dads!' he shouted, his voice breaking as the panic set in, 'Dads! Where are you? Dads!!' he almost screamed as two sets of feet came running, thundering down the stairs toward him before he was engulfed in two protective hugs simultaneously. 'What is it Vaughn? Are you hurt? What happened?' Vallance muttered fervently as he started to check the young Vampire from head to toe. Jason sniffing his body for a moment before pulling back slightly and looking at his son in worry. 'Son, why do you smell like Witches?' Jason asked slowly, his eyes narrowing as Vallance stepped back and growled in anger.

'I was running, Van wanted to stretch' Vaughn rambled, 'I took Greyson, like you said I had to dad, I promise I had him with me.' Breaking down slightly, the young Prince felt the overwhelming emotions of what he had been told suddenly crash down around him and he started to hyperventilate, dropping to the floor as he gasped for air.

Dropping to his knees next to him, Jason rubbed his back as he spoke soothingly to him, 'breathe son, just breathe, it's OK, you are safe, slow breaths, in and out!

Following his fathers words, the young Vampire finally got himself back under control, looking up with tear streaked eyes to meet his parents worried expressions.

Taking a deep breath, Vaughn started to speak for the second time, 'I met a witch on my run, she froze Greyson and me, we couldn't move, she said her name was the High Priestess and that she was here to collect on a blood oath that Grandfather Viktor made. She said that I should speak to Grandfather Justin to confirm what she said.. dad.. she said that if I don't do what she wants.. she said.. she said' he gulped, his breathing becoming uneven again as Jason tried to keep him calm.

'Tell me son, what did she say?' the werewolf said softly.

'She said that if I don't fulfil the blood oath, that Dad V will die' the youngster managed to force out before falling into his father's arms as Jason rocked him gently, his two parents trying to hold in their own worry.

Pulling his son gently to his feet, Jason led him toward the stairs, taking him up to Vallance's office, the Vampire King following in their wake. Pushing open the door, he helped the young man inside, seating him in a chair and sitting down next to him holding his hand as Vallance walked around the desk and took his seat facing them both.

Meeting his mate's disturbed glance, Jason cleared his throat, 'babe, I think we need to call my father, it seems he knows what this is about, so lets see if there is any foundation to what this witch has said to our son!'