A SEA OF DEAD, DRIVES MEN INSANE

His heart ached as the Spartan ripped through the lands and back home to his beloved. She needed to know, and she was going to hear it from him before Lucaya summoned. He had the mans blood on his teeth still, but the shadowy man was no stranger to that taste. How could Phobus do this? And why? It enraged him, if it were up to him he would've killed the man at the very sight of him on top of Wisteria. She was just a girl, and this was supposed to be her happiest day - But Phobus had to be greedy, he had to be angry, and for what? Because she chose the other option over a vile and arrogant man such as himself?

A pained look hit his face as he found himself before Themis, knowing the news was going to send her into tears. "My love . . ." He started, thinking of all the ways he could try and explain it. "You need to hear this from me, before we're summoned. Phobus will not be returning home . . . He forced himself onto Wisteria on her way home from Hawthorne, still in their lands." His ruby gaze dropped to the ground as he felt he had failed her, Demius, and most of all Wisteria. He was supposed to watch Phobus. "He's in custody, but they're war acts against Hawthorne . . ." He said, looking back to her. A war with Hawthorne was not something that they needed. Not with the number of wolves there, and not with how bloodthirsty their Queen was rumored to be.

"How could Phobus do this?" His gaze dropped to the ground again, and lifted soon after when Lucayas call rang through the kingdom. He looked to Themis' gaze, Demius and Yesimire. Demius looked angered, furious even, which he should be. "Lets go." Mabbit nodded, keeping haste as he felt his beloved lean on him on their journey back into the lands of the Vampires. He couldn't imagine how she felt. The venture was silent, and as they entered the scene to where Lucaya loomed from her throne he could see the disgusting beast that he had just ripped away from an innocent girl.

"Lucaya. Mabbit has just informed me of what has happened. We came as soon as I heard. Amberbjorne is truly sorry for Phobus' actions and attack against Wisteria. We have no reason to keep him in our pack anymore. In fact, In my eyes now, I only have one son. Phobus, you're no longer part of our family. You hold no rank in Amberbjorne. I thought you would change, like your brother. But you've been a constant disappointment ever since you've arrived. You have no place in our lives. If you ever set foot in Amberbjorne territory again, you will be killed on the spot." He watched his mate, standing beside her strong still. "I'm all for whatever punishments you have in store for this monster. He is yours to do what you please. Justice will be served tonight."

His ruby stare stayed on the bastard. "You heard your mother, and should you ever set your disgraceful paws on our soil again I will be the one who kills you." His teeth bared in a snarl at the boy, before he removed himself to join his mate and sit. His eyes glanced to Vladimir, giving him a shameful nod. Hopefully, his father would not blame him or Themis for this. Hopefully Lucaya wouldn't either. His eyes went to Demius, as he approached and said what he needed to as well. "Phobus, How could you do this? To our family? You were my brother, you were supposed to be supportive. How could you do such a thing?! You're an absolute monster. You're no brother of mine. If you ever step foot in our territory or so much as lay eyes on any members of my family, I will personally kill you. Your head will be my trophy. You're a monster, you deserve to be killed for your actions. The world would be a much better place without you."

He smelled the groom of Wisteria before he knew he was there, immediately his eyes went down to the ground as he spoke. "You absolute monster. You will rot in h e l l for what you've done tonight. You don't deserve to live after this. I hope by some miracle of the gods that you either rot in prison, here in Hawthorne, or you're executed by Lucaya herself. Hell, I would even f u c k i n g kill you. I want you dead, Phobus. You don't deserve a lick of mercy. If I hadn't made it when I did, you would have hurt Wisteria more. See, just because she didn't choose you - and I see why she didn't - you don't get the rights to her body. You don't get any rights to her. If there's any mercy, you will rot here. If not, if by some miracle you get out of this hell, if I ever see your face again, I will kill you. I have Hawthorne, Amberbjorne, and my own pack behind me. You have nothing." Kratos remained silent, which worried him further. He could only hope Phobus would be slain, at least then they could all sleep well at night and Wisteria would feel safer.

Mabbit;