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A guttural rumble escaped Denver’s mouth as he throttled Vienna’s neck roughly, suffocating her, as he roared, "HOW DARE YOU, BITCH! How fucking daring of you to deceive me."
Vienna gasped, her face turning bluish purple as he pressed her windpipe even more. Still, she dared to utter, "Den~ ... Dan~ny~ ... I~ .... I~~ ... can’t~ ... I can’t brea~the. I can’t br~ea~ ...." Her eyes started to roll back, her voice breaking.
Witnessing the scene, others didn’t react, but Garry couldn’t help himself. He jumped towards the altar table and held Denver from behind, attempting to pull him off, "Den~ve~r, let her gooooo~~~~~ If you keep this up, she will die."
Denver wasn’t listening; he had lost all mind. He was aggressive and mad at her sheer audacity as he spat, "Let go of me~ ... I will kill this bitch for lying to me. I will end her here and now." Brian also joined in as he pulled Denver off of Vienna, who was only in her birth suit.
The moment his hand was off her neck, she panted hard, trying to gulp as much oxygen as possible. Clear marks of his fingers were imprinted on her neck, red and angry. Garry quickly threw the robe over her, covering her. He then looked at Denver and shouted, "Have you gone completely crazy? What was that just now, huhhh? Denver Brooks, you have crossed a line."
"SHUT UP, you freaking old man. This bitch deserves to die," he was trying to free himself, his eyes murderous.
"What has she done, Denver?" Catherine asked nonchalantly.
"ASK HER~ .... Ask this cunt," Denver cussed, his voice reverberating in the ritual room.
"Danny~ ... I didn’t mean to~ ... I really didn’t mean to lie to you," Vienna said, sobbing uncontrollably. Her hysterical cries were eating half her words.
Casper sensed something amiss as he reached Vienna and grabbed her shoulder roughly, "You human girl~ ... don’t fuck around and tell us what did you do?" His black pupils looked obsidian, scaring Vienna shitless. She blabbered with the speed of lightning, "I lied~ .... I lied~ ... about my~ ... virginity. I was~ ... not a virgin."
"YOU, WHAT?" Brian barked, his eyes dilating. He let go of the struggling, stark naked Denver at once; a disgusting scowl surfaced on his face. Denver tried to lunge at her once again, but Garry stopped him, "Enough."
Casper dug his claws into Vienna’s shoulder as she let out a gruesome scream, "AAAAAAaaAAAAAAAAAaaaaaa~~~~~ ...." He then spat, "You whore, Denver is right. You deserve to die. You deserve to die for spoiling everything."
"Young Alpha Casper, don’t dirty the altar with her blood," Garry managed to say. Hearing his words, Casper shrugged Vienna’s body unceremoniously. She landed on the stone floor with a loud thud. Her shoulder was bleeding heavily, and it felt like she hadn’t broken a bone or two.
"Don’t fucking kid me, you shameless slut. You wasted our precious time and another blue moon, and you think you can ask for mercy," Denver had lost all control. The ritual occasion came only once every two or two and a half years. And the girls, with specific requirements, were getting hard to find.

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