Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

Chapter 67: *‘I bind you in a vow of blood.”

Alora looked down at Sarah, her glare hard. She already knew of some of their plans for

her thanks to Principal Jonathan’s video. Alora realized long ago that despite being a part of

a highly intelligent species, Sarah was a special kind of stupid. Not wanting to wait any

longer, Alora stepped forward and ripped her necklace off Sarah’s neck before she could put up a fight.

“Ow! You bitch! How dare you hurt me you filthy mongrel!” Sarah shrieked, her hands going to the cuts the necklace had made against her neck as it was ripped off. “Look at what you did! Do you know how hard blood is to get out of white clothes, now my top is ruined!”

Sarah had momentarily forgotten the trouble she was in. It was only Bettina’s shout in her head that had her remembering. “Quiet, do you want to make our situation worse!” Instantly Sarah’s hands, now bloody, were back over her mouth. Wide fear filled eyes looking at the Alpha’s feet.

Alpha Andrew didn’t dress like all the other wolves, with his position, he had to dress a

lot fancier than others. No cargo shorts and sleeveless V–neck t–shirts for this male. His

shoes looked like your classic lace up shiny black wing tip shoes. Only they were not, there was a special elastic that was cleverly disguised in their design, the elastic turned the shoes

into slip–ons.

His pants were black straight legged slacks with dark blue pinstripes, the waist band

looked like the waist band of any other pair of slacks. That was not so, it was an illusion, the

waist band was more elastic, making them easy to discard for shifting. His fitted dark ocean

blue collared dress shirt had hidden snaps instead of hidden buttons. The snaps made it easy to quickly strip his shirt off. Over the shirt was a tailored to fit black blazer with dark blue

pinstripes. He wore no tie, and his long hair was smoothed back into a single tail bound by a

at the base of

suit did nothing to hide the Alpha’s size and strength, if anything, it only displayed it better. Alora thought his suit made this scene look like something out of an old

Xena rolling around inside

amused and horrified over our

Alora’s face, and Bettina saw

and rushed with her arms extended and her

didn’t get the chance to reach her, she was caught

her pumps into their feet and down their legs. Alora saw the blood that was starting to drip down their legs. Blood was dripping from Galen’s cheek and Kain’s neck, they had a

was radiating a quiet fury, the air around her in their space stirred with her power. Her eyes glowing, Alora unleashed her Alpha’s aura. She

caused damage. A cracking sound was heard from Allister’s ribs, a second later he coughed, and blood spewed from his mouth. Sarah released a cry of pain as her nose broke against the floor. One of Sarah’s shoulders was dislocated because of the way she fell as her body was forced to the

hair. This announced her status to the three beings now held to the floor by her power. Alora walked slowly towards Bettina, and all Bettina could do

front of Bettina, Alora reached out with a hand and grasped, Bettina’s chin. Using her chin, Alora raised Bettina’s face till she had no choice but

there nearly had her releasing her

opened her mouth to berate

but nothing

“You hurt my friends.” The words were softly spoken, but the tone was ice cold. “I don’t like that.” Alora tilted her head. “I will make sure it’s

that had Darien fear ever getting on her

to a

reaffirmed that their decision to be Elite Enforcers for Alora was

knew that one day her strength would surpass even

would be comparable to

their usual shrillness due to the immense pressure holding

moved back as a wind of power rose to circle Alora and Bettina. “Numquam iterum vultis vel tua, nocebit mihi vel meus.” A spiral of bright purple flames and blue lightning began to circle around Alora and Bettina inside the wind of power. Alora grabbed one of Bettina’s wrists, bringing it up she turned it over to expose the arterial vein in it. Turning a nail into a claw, Alora cut into Bettina’s vein. “Contra hoc agite, corpus et animam amittitis,

Alora had made on Bettina’s wrist. Bettina

hid her regalia. Bettina was a limp and sweaty mess on the floor, her chest heaving with her rapid breathing. Allister just laid on the floor and whimpered in fear. Sarah, able to breathe properly now, started shrieking at Alora. It was all Sarah could do at the moment, as

did you do to my mother! What was that gibberish you were

demanded.

blood. Never again will you or yours, bring harm to me or mine. Act against this vow, you forfeit your body and soul, surrendering your wolf and its soul

I think those words