Black Dagger Brotherhood Fanfic * A - Lover Embraced

Lover Embraced - Chapter 51

Layla clutched Xcor’s hand as the Scribe Virgin uttered those words. Jhade wished she could do the same with John. She didn’t know much about what was going on, just that the Scribe Virgin was about to take a life.

The woman, goddess, whatever, looked at her. The impact of her stare was amazing.

- You must be the reason the Brotherhood betrayed me.

Whoa. Bitter much?

She didn’t say anything, knowing the rules that has been laid out to her only moments ago.

Don’t offend.

Don’t ask questions.

Palms up – whatever that meant.

- You have your father’s eyes. And…

She inhaled.

- … you have just passed your needing.

Jhade blushed 10 shades of red. Oh god how embarrassing!

- Give me your hands child.

Jhade did so, palms up, and the whole brotherhood sighed in relief.

The Scribe Virgin touched her hands and smiled.

- Ah yes. A life has been created.

Wait. What?

- It is time I receive my payment.

Jhade could not process what the hell was going on.

She was… pregnant?

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John felt his heart stop before it started bearing frantically.

Jhade was pregnant?

With his child?

That was the life the Scribe Virgin wanted as payment?

Over. His. Dead. Body.

He walked straight up to her, ignoring the gasps of the Brothers, standing face to face with her, despite the fact that Qhuinn, Xcor. Tohr and Blay had tried to stop him along the way

- You will not take that life.

He mouthed and signed the words, hoping she would understand what he was saying.

She tilted her head and regarded him coolly.

- You are way out of line warrior.

She looked deep into his eyes and somehow, a memory was triggered.

He knew her.

He knew her from before he was John Matthew.

He had made a deal with her ages ago. To come back.

To come back and look over Beth.

His daughter.

John shook his head, feeling as if he were about to go into another one of his episodes. Nothing made any sense. Beth was his sister.

He needed to protect Jhade. Jhade and that unborn life that was growing inside of her.

- Take my life instead. Please, I beg of you.

He signed the words as he mouthed them.

- You are willing to give up your life, for that of an unborn child?

He nodded, determination pouring out of him.

- John no!

He didn’t dare look at Jhade.

The Scribe Virgin smiled.

- Very well. I shall not take the unborn’s life.

He sighed in relief, ready for anything she would do to him.

- I shall take the mother’s life instead.