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

tie at the base of

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

had Xena rolling around

and horrified over our sense

on Alora’s face, and Bettina

rushed with her arms extended and her fingers curled. “You worthless wretch! I’ll

to reach her, she was caught by Kain and

of 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,

Xena sitting up, laughter gone, replaced by growls of anger. Selena was radiating a quiet fury, the air around her in their space stirred with her power. Her eyes

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

her 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 was watch. Each step Alora took towards Bettina increased the pressure of her aura. Bettina

with a hand and grasped, Bettina’s chin. Using her chin,

What Bettina saw there nearly had her releasing her bladder, as it

mouth to berate Alora for daring

mother, but

her eyes narrowed, glared into Bettina’s. “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

side to Alora, one that had Darien fear ever

admiration for Alora grew to a whole new level. Kain, Galen, and their

be Elite

knew that one day her strength

be comparable to

their usual shrillness due

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, lupam reddit et

It came down and entered the cut Alora had made on Bettina’s wrist. Bettina let out an awful shriek of immense soul searing pain, the shriek became continuous screams. Only when there was no more flame and lightning visible did

regalia. Bettina was a limp and sweaty mess on the floor, her chest heaving with her rapid breathing. Allister just laid on the floor

you do to my mother! What was that gibberish you

demanded.

a vow of blood. Never again will you or yours, bring harm to

what she did, I think those words