Werewolf’s Heartsong novel Chapter 171

Chapter 171

Alora’s POV con’d

The spell circle lit up red and was moving, looking like a rotating mandala. The room filled with shadows, going dark. Sarah asked in a fearful and confused voice. “What’s going on?”

“Damn it!” Jack said in an angry growl. “You said she was just a hybrid, that her father was just a laky for the King of Vampires!” I heard a slap and Sarah let out a pained cry.

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“Well that’s what mom said he was when I caught her and aunt Rebecca talking all those years ago.” She cried, trying to play innocent.

“Oh Sarah, Sarah, Sarah….are you going to continue lying to your lover?” I asked, my voice a seductive purr. “After all…when my little sister introduced herself to you as a princess…you said you knew all along exactly who my father was.”

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I seemed to be getting a thrill at turning the tables on my would be tormentors, and my original tormentor. It was becoming fun to watch her panic at my words, turning fear filled eyes up to her lover. Sarah was shaking her head, her blond hair flying around her shoulders as she did. Her tear drop silver colored earrings were catching the red light from my magic circle.

“I never lied to you, I swear.” She pleaded in a fear and tear filled voice.

I changed my expression into a fake and sorrow filled pout. “You mean you were just trying to hurt me with your words?” I asked, my tone didn’t match my expression, it was dryer than the dessert. Of course she had lied to me and boasted. She had always done that.

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There was another slap and a pain filled cry from Sarah. “You stupid bitch! You didn’t listen to her words!” he slapped her again. “Her sister told you exactly who she was! That means you’ve known this whole time and have chosen to ignore it!” He roared at her.

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Sarah was crying her hands grasping the material of his pants over his thighs. “I promise I really didn’t know who her father was! I swear.” She cried.

“Oh but Sarah…don’t you remember?” Sarah’s head slowly turned in my direction at my question, a look of fear and anger on her face. I relished that look on her face. “You attended the Pack ceremony welcoming the King of all Vampires,” Her expression became one of horror as I spoke, her body started to tremble. “You even watched as I was acknowledged as his daughter and a Clan Alpha.”

“Shut up! Shut up you whore!” she shrieked at me in desperation, trying to get me to stop talking.

“Don’t you even remember attacking my little brother? You activated the blood spell on your mother and watched as your mother’s blood and body burned.” I reminded her, my delight at her torment in my voice. “However you did run away before you could watch as her soul was taken to the Netherworld and her wolf was released back into the custody of the moon Goddess.”

“You bitch it was all your fault!” she screamed.

“You even left behind your beloved father….want to know what happened to him after you abandoned him?” I asked, a cruel smile on my face.

“Shut up! Shut up! My fathers fine!” She shrieked in denial.

“No he’s not, the same thing that happened to your mother that night happened to him.” I told her, while smiling. “So now you know, because of you, both your

parents are dead.”

“You bitch! You bitch! I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you!” Sarah screamed crazily. Jack grabbed Sarah by the hair and kept her on her knees next to him.

I smirked at him. “I’ll give you a show to watch now.” I started the next part of the spell, and started to harvest their blood.

Wide thick ropes of red appeared, flowing from my victims into the circle, before finally flowing into me. As it kept going, the warlocks caught in my spell started to wither. That’s when the begging and crying started, I looked at Sarah as it happened.

Sarah had tears in her eyes and looked on in horrified disbelief, shaking her head with her hair still caught in Jacks hand. Sarah’s eyes met mine, and I allowed my promise for retribution to fill my gaze. I watched as absolute terror took hold of Sarah. 3

Sarah, shaking her head, tears falling from her eyes, started to crawl backwards in an attempt to get further away from me. The warlocks screams were no longer words pleading for me to let them go, they were now screams of absolute agony as I harvested their blood, drop hy drop. I felt my strength and magic start to return. Sarah broke free of Jack’s grip and ran out of the prison.

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“You stupid bitch get back here!” Jack yelled at Sarah, but Sarah ignored him.

I finished draining the three warlocks of all their blood, killing them, making sure they would never be a threat to me or my pups ever again. Using my returned strength I pulled on my restraints. There was a creaking and squealing sound from the metal, then a big boom as the whole rig on the ceiling came crashing down.

My leg restraints were pulled out of the concrete walls with loud popping sounds, the broken concrete falling to the ground. I bent down and tore the cuffs off my legs one by one. Standing back up straight I then tore the cuffs on my wrists off. I heard the door to my cell slam shut.

That wouldn’t stop me long. I looked up at Jack, his expression was full of anger. I smirked at him then started to walk forward as Sarah ran in, followed by three other women. They looked like Witches of the Black Magic coven judging by their pale skin paired with black hair, nails and eyes.

I didn’t register that Sarah had brought in a tranquilizer gun until I felt two pricks to my chest. I looked down at the darts sticking out of my chest, and Sarah hit me with two more right after. I had just enough time to make sure the magic couldn’t effect me again, and that what power I had harvested wouldn’t be sapped right.

back out.

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I fell limply to my knees, before falling over to the side right after. Just as everything was going black I heard Jack say to Sarah “I guess your not totally useless after

all, very well, I won’t punish you for your earlier stupidity.”

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Sarah’s POV

How the fuck did this worthless whore become so strong! I thought internally, I was panting from having run to the cottage for the gun to knock out that bitch. Janice, Bonnie and Kelly had run back with me.