Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
“I will make you pay for that tenfold tonight?” Sarah growled out. Sarah’s words only came out in a husky growl instead of a shriek because of the damage coughing had done to her throat.
Alora did not say anything, the just let out a short chuckle. Sarah was mindless in her rage now, and Alota’s smile was like waving a red cloth in front of a bull Sarah staggered a moment then she was rushing forward again. This time Alora only stepped to the side and swiped Sarah’s legs out from under her.
Sarah found herself face down on the platform again, her nose breaking on impact. Sarah shrieked in pain and grabbed her bloody nose rolling around for a moment. Then she looked at Alora, who was standing there looking down at her one hand on her hip. Sarah let out another shriek, this time in fury.
Sarah hopped up to her feet and started to pull off her clothes. “Thats it you whore no more mercy! I am going to rip your throat out!” Sarah’s shriek came out stuffy sounding, because of her booken nose Sarah forced her beady to shift into her Lyxan firm, the far on this form was pure white Sarah could have been a powerful Werewolf if Sarah’s wolf had not refused her. This forced Sarah to ingest daily persons just to be able to use the power of her wall stained her white far With her Epean form, eve In f?r Lycan form, Sarah was now as tall as Alors, blood dripped from her faster, and more powerful. However, the lacked the fight training Alora had, and the instincts of her wolf as formed, Sarah Alora did not shift, instead she brought her feet close together and started to do a bit of a pimping foot dance. This was something lowers did before a fight. Alora let out more of her power, and now art of purple colored electricity would occasionally snap around Alora, some traveling through her her Alora’s eyes glowed, her longer than human upper and lower fang teeth, were exposed by the anticipatory grin stretched across her face. Sarah charged at her, prepared for
Alora to sidestep her again. Only this time Alora was not going to dodge With a herce grin and glowing eyes, Alora stepped forward into the attack. As her Sit came up, multiple streaks of purple colored lightning arced around it. The purple arcs of electricity flashed brightly and cracked loudly as Alora’s fist connected in a powerful uppercut to Sarah’s muzzle, sending her flying upwards. Not wanting to end this battle yet, Alora grabbed Sarah by her fur covered ankle and slammed her back down onto the platform. There was a boom from the impact and Alora heard it when the air in Sarah’s lungs was forced out. As Alora waited for Sarah to recover, the first song she had chosen ended.
Sarafi was finally able to get up, her breathing heavy, her shoulders hunched in obvious pain, and a crazy look in her eyes. The second song was now playing, the hypt’s a challenge to all the suffered at the hand of Sarah and her parents, Mutiny by Neoni
“I thought you were going to teach me a lesson?” Alora asked, taunting Sarah, her fang revealing grin still in place.
Sarah could not understand what was going on, this whore had never fought back like this before. The grin Alora had on her face was driving Sarah crazy with rage, the whore was laughing at her. Sarah’s rage continued to deteriorate her thinking ability, and
Alora’s question only triggered an uncontrollable urge to attack.
No longer able to think, Sarah turned into a reactionary beast that only knew how to attack, but not really fight. Sarah was no match for Alora as a fighter. Noner of Sarah’s attacks landed on Alora, instead she was kicked, or punched up into the air only to be slammed back down into the ground repeatedly.
The maction of those connected to Alora and Sarah, in one way or another, were varied as they watched the fight. This was revenge, a public beating Sarah had coming for a long time. There were many females in the crowd who were feeling a sense of recompense, as they watched Sarah receive such a severe beating. Sarah had seduced nuny of their mates before they were able to claim them.
Then after the females claimed their mates Sarah would come and cause trouble. Duha Kuznetsov was one of those females, she had been extremely upset with the way Sarah had attacked her mate in the arena earlier. Dasha felt Sarah deserved every blow she received from Alora.
Bettina and Allater were both extremely furious, feeling humiliated as they watched the female, they considered nothing but trash, beat the female they considered their treasure. Jaxon, Kain, and Galen were all thinking to themselves that they had chosen the right Alpha to serve if Alora would allow them to.
Darien felt like it was about time Alora broke out of the restraints her family had placed on her and fought back. Alpha Andrew and Luna Ember both felt a sense of pride at how calmly Alora systematically tore Sarah apart and taught her an unforgettable lesson.
Just as the final note of Alora’s second song choice was sung, the landed her finishing blow. A powerful kick to Surah’s chest, purple arcs of electricity sparking and snapping as the blow connected. This time Alora did not stop Sarah’s flight off of the platform and across the arena. silent for ful sinute before the crowd stood up, roaring and howling in approx
The roar of the crowed surprised Alona hu a moment, she had forgotten they were there while she was fighting Sarah. It took the loud voice of the announcer making her win official to rouse Alora from her stunned state. Alora took a deep breath, and centered herself.
Alora tumed her back on Sarah and left the fighter’s platform. As she reached the wall, she paused to look back at her parents over her shoulder. By the expressions on the faces of her parents, she could tell that they were not only shucked at what Alora had done to Sarah, they were furious.
Alora did not care that they were angry and planning to make her pay for today’s Joumiliation. In fact, Alora was hoping they would give her an excuse to teach them a lesson as well. Alora would never return to being the obedient torture doll anymore.
Alota gave them a taunting smik before she dismissed’them by turning her back on them. Bending slightly at the knees, Alora only used a little of her strength to Launch herself up and over the railing to the first row of seats. Walking casually, Alora made her way up the steps and back to her own seat.
Although Alora now had her Alpha’s aura mostly tucked away again, the students still displayed the same submission as before when she passed them going up. Alora chose to ignore their reactions, as well as the open-mouthed wide ryed looks of her fellow Alpha Class fighters.
They were all silent for the moment as they all watched the school medics, who were on standley, go into the arena for Sarah.
Darien was staring at Alora with a complicated expression.
Alora looked at him, finally annoyed with all the staring, and asked. “What?” The word came out sharper than she had intended it to.
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Darien swallowed, raised his gaze to look up at nothing, then nodded his head several times. Darien then opened his m outh like he was going to make a comment, then he frowned and stopped himself.
Darien did this several more times before Alora became impatient and said, “Just spit it out.”
Darien cleared his throat. “When you said you would teach Sarah a lesson….I never imagined it would be that…. that….”
Darien’s brows were furrowed as he thought of the word he wanted to use. “That…, untelenting.”
Alora Mudied Darien’s expression with narrow eyes for a moment, wondering at what was now going through Darien’s mind.
“Do you think I was too harsh?” Alora asked Darien in a cautious sounding tone.
Darien shook his head. “No…no I was…I was just thinking about what you said earlier.” At Alora’s questioning look, he elaborated. “About not holding back anymore.”
Alora looked at Darien curiously, nodding her head. “I remember saying that this morning, what about it?”
Darien let out a nervous sounding laugh. “Well, I was just thinking that I now have a full understanding of what you meant.”
Alora looked at him mutely, not knowing how to respond to that. She noticed the various expressions on the faces of her fellow classmates, faxon’s expression was particularly complicated.