Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

Chapter 69: *“No…no…no…no…“*

Alora stared at Alpha Andrew with a surprised expression on her face. “What?!”

‘Who is our father?!‘ Xena and Selena asked in unison, both feeling just as shocked as Alora.

Darien, Kain, and Galen looked at Alora with wide eyes, so stunned by this revelation they could only stand there silently. Bettina and Sarah’s mouths were pursed like they had eaten the sourest of lemons, while their eyes were so wide and bulging, they nearly popped out of their skulls. Allister was in a shocked daze that had him staring down at the carpet sightlessly.

Alpha Andrew’s gaze, when he met Alora’s, was steady. “Your father, Sebastian Silver Dayblood is the King of all Vampires. The Blood Moon Mountain Territory is the Royal Capital of all the Vampire territories.”

Alora broke eye contact first, she felt slightly dizzy. Xena and Selena were silent, not knowing what to say. Letting out a rush of air, Alora shook her head. As her gaze jumped around the room, it landed on Bettina and Sarah. Looking at them lying on the floor, she momentarily wondered why they were on the floor like that, then she remembered she was the reason and withdrew her Alpha’s aura again.

Alora rubbed both of her hands vigorously over her face, as if to scrub away her current emotions. “I’m going to go get my things now.” Alora stated.

Then she turned and practically ran up the stairs, Kain and Galen had to rush to catch up to her. Even though the enemy had been subdued, Kain and Galen were now Alora’s Elite Enforcers. That was a responsibility the twins took seriously, and the reason they had

followed.

Alpha Andrew waited until Alora was up the stairs with Kain and Galen before taking more action. Then he looked down at Bettina, Allister, and Sarah. “You three have committed

many crimes over the years, and recently. What happened here was recorded by my security team, and all evidence will be turned over to the investigators of the Werewolf’s Council, as well as both the Witches Council and the Supernatural Council.”

“What?!” Bettina and Sarah shrieked in unison. Allister remained in a daze, not reacting at all to this news.

“Both of your Clan Alphas will be notified of today’s events and will be expected to

provide an explanation to the Werewolf’s Council. While both of your Clan Alphas are Senior Council members of the Werewolf’s Council, they will not be allowed to use their authority as such in regard to this situation. While the investigation is underway, you all are forbidden from leaving Pack territory. Monitors will be placed on you to make sure you obey this decree.”

“What?! You can’t do that.” Sarah shrieked. interrupting the Alpha. “You don’t have the authority!”

back away from the Alpha. “I assure you

her head in protest, unable to believe what was happening right

any Pack event between now and the time you all are convicted of your crimes, you will be required to keep a minimum of thirty feet between yourselves and Clan Alpha Alora Luna Heartsong. You are not to try communicating with Clan Alpha Alora Luna Heartsong directly, any communication will go through her appointed lawyer, one

many times in a row, before Bettina, Sarah, and even Allister, realized

up at the Alpha and asked, “Did you call that wretched female, a Clan

gaze. “After meeting all the criteria listed in deceased Clan Alpha Brody Heartsong’s Will,

incensed. Allister, who

Supernatural Council, as well as our own Werewolf’s Council. All necessary paperwork was filed and has already

head faintly side to

“No…no…no…no…”

Heartsongs and has already taken a blood oath of loyalty to me

head and rocking back and

asked

with a furious glower. “Shut up! Just

believe her

status left in our Clans was because of

Bettina, stunned. “What’s going to happen to us now?” Sarah

divorce.” Allister said, before

snapped in Allister’s direction “What? What did you just say?!” She

****

Alora’s room, a closet really, they felt an instant sense of claustrophobia. Alora went straight to her closet and grabbed out her duffle bag. Prying up a loose floorboard in her closet, she grabbed the last few valuables she had to her name. At least before the few she had before becoming Clan Alpha of the Heartsongs,

but neatly made with thread bare blankets and a pillow that had seen better days. The desk was small, the wood scarred with years of abuse, and one leg that was shorter than the others, giving it a wobble. The chair was just as beat up as the desk. There was no window for air or

even have room to think in such a

pictures and all kinds of other things covering her wall. With a large bed that was never made but was piled

over her shoulder. “Up here may be small and cramped, but when I’m up here. “Alora circled her hand around in the air, gesturing to the room they were in. “I’m not chained up

in response to that. With a gesture

with one brow raised.