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.
“For now, let’s just patch her up and toss her in her room.” Bonnie said, letting out a sigh of resignation.
“It fucking stinks of piss and shit in her room.” Janice said, a look of disgust on her face.
“I can’t figure out where it’s coming from either, Sarah hasn’t been sleeping in there lately because of the smell.” Kelly said, her face scrunched up at the thought of the smell of Sarah’s room. 10
“Well she’ll just have to put up with it for now, we’ll see what animal is getting in and where so we can get rid of it later.” Bonnie said, not caring about Sarah’s comfort. She felt that Sarah had brought this upon herself. (6)
They picked Sarah up, took her to her room and tossed her on her bed, then they left without bothering to treat her injuries, not being able to stand the stench of the room. Sarah had passed out when they picked her up, so it didn’t matter whether she could smell it or not.
“Now what?” Kelly asked once they left Sarah’s room.
“Sarah should be out for at least a couple of hours.” Janice said, looking at the closed door with a scornful expression.
“Let’s go watch Netflix while we can, once we’re back at the coven we won’t be able to for a while.” Bonnie said, her tone full of regret, walking towards her room.
“Mom’s probably going to ground us for a while.” Kelly said with a frown, her voice just as full of regret. Kelly and Janice followed after Bonnie.
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“Which means we won’t be able to go to the shipping village to catch up on our shows for a while after we get back.” Janice pointed out.
“That’s going to suck, dammit, I’m so mad at Sarah.” Kelly said, her voice showing her irritation.
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“Which is why we should catch up now, before we can’t anymore.” Bonnie told them. The other two nodded their agreement.
Sarah woke up four hours later, the three Witches were so fully occupied by their shows they forgot to check on Sarah. Unnoticed, Sarah went into the weapons room in the cottage, she grabbed one of the swords, then snuck out the kitchen door. Sarah quietly made her way to the prison. When she got there, she found the door into the prison was locked.
Sarah stared at the chain wrapped around the door handle, and the huge lock hanging off of it. It took her three swings of the sword to break through the lock. She overheard Bonnie say the dart she put in Alora should last twelve hours once. So Alora should still be asleep and helpless. I couldn’t kill her, but I could cut out her pup and she would live.
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Ever since Jack found out about who Alora was, he kept talking about personally breeding her. He actually wanted to fuck this slut. It was all her fault for enticing. him, the whore did it on purpose! I couldn’t risk torturing her while she was awake, thanks to her stupid spell that sucks you dry of all your blood. But she was drugged and helpless, I could do whatever I wanted to her.
I preferred being able to make her scream when I cut her up, but seeing as I couldn’t risk that, this would have to do. This bitch owes me for every beating Jack has given me in the last three days. I walked over to her cell, the slut was still passed out on the floor, I opened the cell door and walked up to her.
With a kick to the bitch’s body, she was now laying flat on her back. This position would make it easier for me to stab her uterus and pull everything out. Not only would I kill her pup, she’ll never be able to breed again. Jack wont ever fuck her if she cant breed. Standing above the whore, smiling at the torment she would go through when she woke up without a uterus and her pup dead, with no hopes of ever conceiving again. 2
This was perfect, this way this bitch’s filthy bloodline will end with her. There will never be another daughter blessed by the Moon Goddess in the Heartsong Clan ever again. This thought felt so good it made me laugh, her pain, I couldn’t wait to see it, hear her screams of agony.
I laughed as I used all my strength saying, “This is what you get for what you did to Jack, YOU FUCKING WHORE!” as I thrust the blade down, towards the bitch’s
uterus.
Just as the blade was inches from the whore’s belly, the slut opened her eyes. Her eyes were glowing, and filled with fury. Sarah didn’t stop, but right before the blade could even touch skin, something happened. Next thing Sarah knew, she was flung up and flew back as a wave of power slammed into her,
Sarah was flung out of Alara’s cell, across the hall and into the bars of the adjacent cell. Her head hit the bars with a crack, and Sarah slid to the floor in an undignified heap. Blood was streaming from the back of her head, staining her blond hair red. Sarah, unable to understand what had just happened, blacked out from pain and blunt force trauma.
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