Werewolf’s Heartsong novel Chapter 176

Chapter 176

Alora’s POV

Keeping the fact that one of Sarah’s bullets had nicked an artery from my mate, had not been easy. Luckily, being the kind of hybrid I was, the knick over my artery was able to close on its own, but not before I lost a lot of blood. Half the strength I gained from draining those three Warlocks just days ago, was lost. This further annoyed me, not only was I tranquilized again I was weakened by blood loss.

Thankfully I wasn’t as weak as I was when I first fed on those three would-be rapists and torturers. I was absolutely fed up with being tranquilized, and I was more than done with being bled by Sarah. Back in our space, Xena was growling, and Selena’s expression of fury matched my own. That was it, no more, this was going to end today.

“There is no way in hell we haven’t run across anything that would break this spell in all of our lifetimes. There has to be something. It’s here, we just have to find it among all our knowledge.” I practically snarled.

Xena nodded her agreement, growling in her anger. Selena stood up, her gaze became sharp, her expression was icy cold with fury. She held out her hands, I stood up and grabbed one of her hands. Xena came to stand between us and we both put our free hand on Xena, connecting us all together. A purple fire appeared and spiraled around us, a warm wind lifted hair and fur, making it dance.

We summoned our memories of all our past lives, our eyes glowed as the memories flowed into us. We brought forward our memories of magic and spells, targeting those related to Black Magic. After a few moments we located the counter spells we needed to break free. With all the memories of our past lives, came all the memories we had of our mate. With each one I loved him more and more, a love so deep it could never be broken.

Why we hadn’t done this before, I don’t know. The fire disappeared, and with it the wind, then our eyes stopped glowing. We found what we needed, so we got to work on breaking free. We refused to remain trapped here any longer. Soon we would be free, and we would be with our mate. 1

Jack, Sarah, Bonnie, Janice, and Kelly’s POV

-Inside the Coven’s cottage-

Sarah fell to the floor with a cry of pain, Jack had slapped her after hearing she had shot Alora. “What the fuck were you trying to do huh?!” Jack roared the question at Sarah.

Then he lifted her up off the floor partially by her hair, Sarah had tears rolling down her cheek, and she was begging Jack in a quivering voice. “Please, please, I was only trying to get her to cure you.”

But Jack was heartless and didn’t care about her tears or her pleas, he slapped her hard on her other cheek, splitting Sarah’s lip, causing blood to start streaming from the corner of her mouth. Sarah was shaking and quivering all over. She thought, if only she could still seduce him, he wouldn’t be beating her like this. This was all Alora’s fault.

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Jack kicked Sarah hard enough to lift her in the air, and send her across the room to crash painfully into the wall, before sliding to the floor in an undignified heap. Sarah coughed and a pool of blood came out, her chin was covered in it, drops of it staining her ice blue V-neck t-shirt. Sarah let out another sob, her ribs had cracked with his last kick.

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Jack was so angry with Sarah he wanted to kill her, she was the reason they all underestimated the bitch in the prison. To think the bitch not only knew Blood Harvest, she knew Chastity Bell. Unfortunately for him, the only one who could cure his impotency was the caster of the Chasity Bell spell, but the caster-still had to be alive to do that.

“You fucking stupid bitch!” Jack roared. “The only one who can remove this spell is the caster, and they have to be alive for that!”

Jack picked up a big hardback spell book from the table near him and threw it across the room at Sarah. The book hit Sarah in the head, opening a gash in her forehead and causing the back of her head to slam into the wall behind her. Sarah collapsed onto the floor, she curled up into a ball and sobbed. 3

Jack pointed at Sarah and directed his angry gaze at the Witches standing near the entrance, out of firing range. They each raised their hands in surrender, showing it wasn’t their idea. That what happened was all Sarah’s fault. If Sarah wasn’t in too much pain and could barely breathe, she would shout the word ‘traitor’ at them, seeing how quickly they backed down in the face of Jack’s anger.

“Keep a watch on this bitch! Make sure she doesn’t do anything else that could kill our prisoner.” Jack ordered, then left the house after that.

With lack gone the three Witches looked at each other, they were all thinking the same thing. They all wished they never would have gone along with Sarah and kidnapped Alora. Now they were going to have to somehow expiain to their mother the loss of three young Warlocks. She was not going to be happy, and the girls were now dreading her punishment for doing this.

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“What do we do now” Kelly asked, looking at the mess that was the sobbing blood covered Sarah.