Ultimate Betrayal

Warnings: SLASH, bad language, violence
Pairings: See previous chapters

~parsel~
“talking”
thoughts/memories/flashbacks/ect.
*Magic/Wyatt*
‘Aiden(Storm)/Wyatt’
*Aiden(Storm) talking to others telepathically*
= telepathic speech =



Ultimate Betrayal: Chapter 30


Lord Zion was walking swiftly through the halls with his mate still in his arms. He could tell that being carried was an embarrassment for his young mate. Nevertheless, felt this was a safer alternative if one of the guards stopped them. Moreover, to his amusement they were.


“Halt!” Came the amused voice of Damon from behind.


Zion turned slightly to see who had stopped him. Smirking when he realized it was one of the Kings guards. “Damon?”


“Lord Zion, rumor has it that you have a new pet? I just wanted to see if you needed any guards posted.” Damon stated coldly, but amusement was dancing in his eyes.


Zion was about to snap at the mortal, until he noticed the amusement and decided to play along. “Yes, it seemed to be time for another. As for the guards that would be most appreciated.” He stated with amusement, as he noticed his bundle stiffened in his hold at being thought of as a pet.


Damon looked at the Kindred Lord trying to see if he really thought the boy a pet. On the other hand, he was just playing along. He was relieved it was the later. “Will four guards be enough? Or would you require more?”

Zion actually took several moments before he answered. “Four should be sufficient. Make sure they understand that under no circumstances are they to enter my Chambers. No matter what they hear.”


“As you will it, Lord Zion.” Damon bowed at the waist before heading to find guards that would be discrete enough for the Kindred Lord.


Neville did not know what to think. He had been removed from the dungeons, by this Vampire and was still being carried. Moreover it seemed that he was about to become a pet. Oh he knew what it meant by being a pet to a Vampire. It was like slavery, and that scared him more than dieing. When he felt them moving, again he discretely looked to see where they were. Only to see them heading up a flight of stairs. Then stopping again outside a large oak door. At that point, he felt a dark aura emerge causing him to shiver.


Zion was concerned for his mate, when he felt a shiver run through him. It could not be help; he used his aura to protect his space from being invaded without cause. As well as opening and closing the door without touching it. Moving inside he went straight for the sitting room. Once there he softly released his mate on one of the leather sofas.


“Stay put pet.” Zion chuckled before moving into the kitchenette for some wine. He wanted to have a calm mate, not a hysterical one.


Neville would have done so even without the command. For he was too scared to move, his legs felt like he had been hit with a jelly legs jinx. Moreover, his arms were like putty. He stiffened more when the Vampire returned with two glasses and a bottle of some sort.


“Relax young one, you are not to become my pet. However let us have a drink, for we have much to discuss.” Zion announced softly as he handed a full glass of wine over to Neville.


Taking the glass, Neville took a small sip. It was sweet and burned slightly going down. However, by the time he had drank half, he began to relax some. In addition, waited for the Vampire to talk.


Zion noticed his mate had relaxed enough to explain why he was here. “I am a High Kindred Lord young one. One of the most trusted to the King. As well as a Master Vampire, I control one of the largest Vampire Clans in the world, known as the Crescent Moon. (Neville’s eyes widened) I see you’ve heard the name, good that saves me from going into a lot of detail.” Zion stopped to take another sip of his wine while he watched the emotions dance across his mates face. “Do you have questions at this time?”


Neville shook his head no. However, inside he wanted to scream, he had heard about the Crescent Moon Clan from his Gran. In addition, they were the most powerful and only took humans as pets, unless they were chosen as a mate. Moreover, if one did chose a mate they had to get the Master Vampire to approve their choice before mating. When they mated with a human, that human was turned and marked with a collar. Showing their status as the mate of a Vampire as well as that Vampires station.


“Very well, I will not what is that phrase you mortals use? Ah yes, I will not sugar coat this for you. You, Mr. Longbottom are my chosen mate. As such, the King has given you to me with concessions of course. Those being that you are to be fully turned, as well as answer any questions that may arise during the other interrogations that will be taking place over the next several days, if not weeks. Now do you have questions?” Zion stated with finality.

“Yes, what did I say or do that you would choose me?” Neville softly asked not looking at the Vampire Lord, but at his lap instead.

“Nothing, your magic and scent led me to you.” Zion remarked with amusement, he could tell this mortal was very confused now.


“What about my family? Will I be able to see them again?”


“Where is your family and why would you think I would keep you from them?” Zion asked with narrowed eyes, this was not what he had in mind. Mercy he was over one thousand years old for Goddess sakes.


“Britain, my Grandmother is the only one still alive. And I want to keep her that way.” Neville stated with determination in his eyes.


Zion hissed, he really did not want to ask another boon from the King. Especially not at this point, so close to them marching into Britain. “I will see what can be done. However, I will allow you to send her a letter, informing her of your new role as my mate as I will send her one as well. Detailing the reasons that you will not be back on British soil.”


Neville lowered his head with a nod. He knew this was as far as he would get to see his Gran. In addition, if this Vampire chose not to bring her over, then he may lose her to this war as well.
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Wyatt & Aiden


Wyatt and Aiden were exhausted, they had returned to their chambers. Only to have Aiden extract the memories he had seen them to go through and list everything that was important. The best were the ones from Ronald Weasley. His memories showed them everything that Dumbledore had spoken about with him. It was a chilling sight to see. They had also seen some of the chaos Voldemort and the Demons had been up to. Nevertheless, nothing Aiden had not already seen in his visions.


Neville’s memories were not as bad, some were of his training. While others were of his time at Order meetings, ones that held no real information unlike Weasley’s. In addition, Aiden had pulled one with the Lady Longbottom, where they were discussing what he had heard from Dumbledore about the first kidnapping plan. The one he discarded as well as Lady Longbottom knowing about the ’twice blessed child.’ That was the only relevant information found.


The Twins had only information regarding their parents. How they had felt concerning Harry Potter and their family at being drugged. Nothing of note that would help them in regards to the war.


“Well, Wyatt what next? We really don’t have anything to use here.” Aiden stated as he conjured another pot of tea.


“We need the Matriarch Longbottom, Aiden, and soon. She knows too much and could very well be a major problem for us.” Wyatt remarked with coldness, just the thought of someone knowing about his birth was chilling to him on some level.


“Well tell Zion, I’m sure he is going to allow Neville to send a letter to his Gran. That way you kill two birds with one stone.” Aiden exclaimed with amusement.


Wyatt kissed his husband quickly, before moving into the other room to write a quick note to Zion, trying to block out Aiden’s laughter.
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Zion had just finished his letter to his mates Grandmother. When a note flashed in front of him with blue flames. Groaning he wondered what the King wanted. Therefore, when the flames vanished he began reading.


My Friend,


My Consort pointed out that you would be allowing your mate to send a letter to his Grandmother. In addition, as such I would like you to also include a missive stating that her presence is required by me. Moreover, that she needs to send a letter to me to confirm, that she will arrive in America and when.


I am sure you want to know why I would be allowing another British wand welder in our country. Well reason is she knows of the ‘twice blessed child’, as such needs to be under guard from us. Just incase someone tries something against us.


Thanks,

Wyatt


“Well my mate, it looks like your going to get your Grandmother here after all.” Zion stated as he turned toward his young mate with a smirk. Neville smiled, as he finished his letter telling his Gran., to please come to America. So that she can be with him, before Britain is attacked.
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Aiden was still laughing when Wyatt made it back into the sitting room. Therefore, with a wicked grin, Wyatt orbed Aiden into his arms. He wanted to laugh at the yelp that came out of his husband’s mouth, as he grabbed him and proceeded to carry him into their bedroom. He had just dropped Aiden onto the bed and was about to remove their clothes when the alarms went off. Telling them that someone was at their door.


“Why?” groaned Wyatt as he kissed Aiden’s lips. Before moving toward the bedroom door, and before he exited turned back to his husband. “Stay put!” Then headed into the main room to see who was requesting his presence.


“This had better be damn important.” Snarled Wyatt as he flung open the door. Only to whimper at the site of his Aunts standing there. He was not going to be laid now, was the only thought that went through his mind. Before waving them inside toward the sitting room.


“Make yourselves at home, while I go collect my husband. From our bed.” Wyatt sarcastically stated before turning toward the bedroom. At least they looked somewhat ashamed of themselves . He thought as he walked into the bedroom, only to find his husband snoring. Lowering his head in defeat, he went back out into the sitting room.


“What could possibly bring the two of my favorite Aunts to my rooms today?” Wyatt asked trying not to grit his teeth.


“We wanted to talk about your immortality, Wyatt. It seems to us that you would rather ignore that little detail.” Paige stated slyly.


“I will explain that little detail as you put it when I’m good and ready. Now was there anything else you wished to discuss with me?” Wyatt stated with authority, he was not going into that until he and Aiden decided to explain the details.


“Ok Wyatt, calm down. There is one more thing; Chris would like to talk you. It seems there has been a misunderstanding and he would like to fix it. Moreover, why did you let Aiden send a lightening shock at your brothers’ hand? It was burned pretty badly.” Phoebe stated with a huff, she did not understand what was going on with the three of them lately.


Wyatt’s face was cold by the time his Aunt was finished. He did not want to deal with his brother today, misunderstanding or not. In addition, he did not recall giving Aiden verbal permission to use his elemental magic on his brother either. “Misunderstanding my ass. I will talk to Chris tomorrow or the next day, if I had to do it today, he may wind up with more than a burned hand. Also, I will deal with Aiden; I don’t need you all coming to me whining about my husband. I’m sure he did so with my permission. Even though I can’t recall giving it at this moment.” Before turning around to walk back into his bedroom, he was sick of all the whining. There were more important things to deal with at this time.

Phoebe and Paige sat shock for several minutes, before they realized Wyatt was not coming back out of the bedroom. Moreover, decided to confront their nephew again later. For it seemed to them he had dismissed them.
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“Severus darling where are you going?” Narcissa whined as she followed her ‘mate’ toward the stairs, she did not understand where he was always headed off.


“Out to the greenhouses Cissa, I need more ingredients.” Severus smoothly answered as he continued to take the steps two at a time. He had a date with Tamara and was not about to miss it. There was just something about that young woman that he was drawn too. Moreover, wanted to see what it was.


Narcissa narrowed her eyes as she watched him going down the stairs. She knew something was off. Ever since he gained citizenship, he was always running off to somewhere. In addition, on more than one occasion smelled of another female. I’m going to see if Draco knows something about this. Narcissa thought as she went to track down her son, knowing that he was currently with the Prince in the billiard room.


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Billiard Room


Draco was currently leaning over the pool table trying figure out how he was going to make his next shot. When his mother’s whining, voice pierced the air. Causing him missed.


“Draco dear.”


“What is it Mother?” Draco snapped coldly, trying to ignore Chris’s laughter at his missed shot.


“Where is Severus always running off too?”


Draco blinked. Once then twice. “I have not a clue, Mother.”


Narcissa’s eyes narrowed again, she could not believe her son was lying to her. So huffing she stormed back out of the room, with out another word.

“Well that was a lie if I ever saw one. I wish I could lie to my mother.” Chris snickered as he hit the 8 ball into the corner pocket winning the third game in a row.


“Damn it, Severus so owes me. “ Growled Draco as he went back to the pool table only to curse again, as he realized Chris had won.


Chris laughed at Draco stomping around the room. “It is a shame that Snape needs to date behind your mother’s back. Is he really her mate or is she just saying such? Because I know the signs of a Magical Being match.”


That caused Draco to stop in his tracks. Turning slightly to look at Chris’s face and noticed that he was serious. “I couldn’t tell you really. I mean with me, your scent told me that you were the one. And I wanted to be as close to you as possible.”


“But you’re only half?” Chris stated with kindness, he knew that Draco did not like being called a Halfling.


“Exactly, Severus and Mother do not spend much time together. In addition, lately he has been trying to avoid Mother like the plague. As well as he has another scent on him. That is not his own or my mothers.” Draco explained strongly, really wanting to know whom Severus was seeing, even though he had been covering for the man.


“Mother of Magic, that sounds like to me that he is carrying a scent marker. Meaning your Mother has a Vampire to contend with. Believe me when they set their sights on a potential mate, they have been known to kill the competition.“ Chris announced smugly as he walked around the table to stand behind Draco, wrapping his arms around the slightly smaller man.


“Great!” Draco groaned as he lend back into Chris’s chest. He was suddenly glad that he did not have a Vampire going after Chris for a mate.


“Don’t be like that, if that is what’s happening then Snape has been giving a great honor. Vampires only pick a strong potential, they still have to bring them before the Vampire Master. And the one that I’ve seen Severus with, well she’s part of the Crescent Moon Clan.” Chris remarked softly before kissing at Draco’s neck.

“Holy Shit, you serious?” Draco exclaimed and felt Chris’s nod into his neck. “Wow they are like the most powerful clan in the entire world.” Draco rambled, as he tilted his neck to give Chris better access. He was still shocked at Chris coming to him not hours after their trip to Severus’s rooms. Just to tell him that he wanted to try dating. Moreover, Draco was all too happy to oblige.
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Severus & Tamara


Tamara sighed yet again, as she watched Severus look over his shoulder. “Severus, why are you constantly looking around for? If someone was close to us I would know.”

“Forgive my Tamara, but Narcissa has been following me constantly as of late. She feels that we should complete the bond.” Severus explained with agitation.

Tamara narrowed her eyes; she knew this problem with the Dark Elf needed to be dealt with. However, was not sure if now was the right time. First, she needed to leave a courting mark on Severus. Because that was one of the reasons, she knew he was fair game. The Dark Elf had not placed one. “I can fix that problem, if you’re willing that is?”

“How could you possibly keep Narcissa out of my hair?” Severus asked with confusion, while staring into the beautiful purple eyes of his companion.


Tamara straddled Severus’s lap, before leaning in their nose’s touching. “By giving you a courting mark.”


Severus’s eyes went wide; he did not even know that was still in practice. However, obviously he was mistaken. If that will keep Narcissa at bay, it sure as hell couldn’t hurt. He thought as he tilted his neck slightly.


Tamara grinned as she nuzzled Severus’s throat, before licking the spot near his Adam’s apple. At hearing Severus, moan she lengthened her fangs before sinking them into the available throat. Marking Severus as her potential mate. Taking just enough blood, she retracted her fangs before licking the wound closed. Leaving a pale mark of a crescent moon behind.

Severus blinked when Tamara pulled back with a smile. He listened as Tamara told him that his neck must remain visible and that all other Kindred, Elves and Were’s would be able to smell her claim on him. As well as any other powerful being, meaning the King and his Consort. Moreover, that they were going to have to cut their time short, because she needed to speak to the Master Vampire of her clan.


So with that Tamara left to find Lord Zion while Severus stayed out by the water. Enjoying the thoughts of having peace and quite for a while longer.


AN: Hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. I have a lot to do this weekend so it may be late Sunday night before I get a chance to post again. Anyway, Thanks to all of you that reviewed. Until next time.


Sakya: A special thanks to you for your review as well as the word boon. That was exactly what I meant. Big Thanks for that. *Hug*