Rejected Royalnett

20

Day before
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Nicky

"Alright, we need to go to New York for the first trail. It will be: the Three Alpha Blackwells, and their Lunas, Me, Clinton, Emma, Duly, Julia, Ethan, Scarletti, Previous Betas, Gammas and Deltas." Ambôine addressed the room after their final training with Pack Maria, three months has gone by so fast and there was some improvement. "And finally, we found the mole,"

"What mole?" Bruce asked surprised and mostly confused making his father shake his head in shame. Esmeralda nudged her husband not to be rude, as Ambôine rolled her eyes and looked at Emma. "Beta Rosá, explain."

"I got my Hounds here couple of weeks ago to sniff out the mole who sluggishly stole my schedule and in contact with the Rouges."

"How come I wasn't know of this, Ambôine this is my pack —"

"Obviously, but the mole is closer to you than you think, maybe in bed. That's Alpha Female or Lady Royalnett, Alpha Blackwell." Bruce paled as Ambôine coldly cut him off placing a pen down, calmly sitting waiting for Emma to finish. "If my Hounds find something, its mine to keep. Alpha Ramone?" Emma continued as Ramone shrugged folding his arms, "If its the Hounds, I guess so."

"Great, her name is Natasha Rescan. Blonde, green eyes and a sex companion to Alpha Bruce. She was spotted almost handing a baby over to a Rouge but turned around. Few days ago was in contact with Rogues and was caught red handed into giving my schedules," Emma tossed images on the table as Bruce looked so lost, making Ambôine grin knowing she's running the pack while Bruce is losing his shit. "She's been shipped to the Bloodstone pack for questioning,"

"Well, thank you for all your help and guiding us to improve our pack. Even lending a pinkie with the Rouge war," Alpha Ramone spoke as Bruce scowled at him, "Yeah, thanks Alpha Female." he cleared his throat uncomfortably.

Ariel

"Lady Ariel," looking up from my book as a guard bowed, "The prisoner from Portland has arrived, Lady Royalnett said you must question her," grinning to myself excitedly hopping off from Sister's chair, skipping along the hallways as the guards followed me. I'm so happy Ambôine is done with pack Maria so I can go home, but very grateful to play with her prisoners. "Bring me my kit," I asked the guard who bowed and in searched of a maid, humming as I came towards the bolted steel doors as the two Amphitere dragons aparted. Causing the magical seal to unseal itself opening the doors, "Lady Ariel, be safe."

"Oh boy, she is bat shit crazy?"

"I do not know yet, but she can be sketchy." a guard explain worriedly, I nodded and went inside as the Amphitere dragons hovered near me hissing. Jumping down the steps playfully as I saw a hint glance of the prisoner or a new toy for me, "Today was not a good day to mess with big Sister, Wolfie?"

"I'll rip you to shreds! You little mutt!"

"Now, now. I'm all Dragoness and witch, do more research Slut." watching her growl as she gripped on the black steel bars trying to pry it open but yelp in pain as her skin burn. "It's silver?"

"A common mistake Wolves and Vampires make, it's so fun to watch." folding my hands behind my back, her aura was off. It was foul and unclean, it was like dog shit piled in elephant shit surrounded by dead Sirens and dead Sirens are the smell of hell. Something tells me that this dumb blonde was helping unknowingly a large scheme that will affect or harm Big sis, that I didn't like. "You're really crazy, you're piece of shit, let me out!" tilting my head as a clenched my fist as the bars of the cells moved towards each other as she huddled in the centre, "When I'm rescued, I'll make should you die a horrible death!" she threatened. Poor child, they only needed her for information then dispposal. I bet they offered her money or power, depending on her snappy diva attitude.

Walking close grabbing her chin watching her thrash in my grip, digging my black nails into her cheeks watching black blots running through her veins. "Be still, or I might rip your jaws out." her eyes rolled to the back as flashes of her memory flooded into my mind. Sneaking away during shift position, using musk to hide her scent, seducing Pack guards with husk. Meeting up with Dark elves and watches, and oh my. . .Scott Slyde. A gash of saliva coated my cheek disrupting me as I looked down at the blondie, "Oh dear, wrong way to tick me off."

"Yeah? You gonna run to mommy?"

"No, I'll make your mother cry." cackling menacingly as I waved my hand as flames circled the Silver cell melting the bars, stepping back watching her scrawl around in fear. "Venis Ejateh mes qua tek." forming a Pentagram with my hands as an invisible dome was around the cell as the ceiling dripped silver falling on the Blondie making her scream in fear. "You all bark and no bite when silver is involved, tis a shame I really liked playing with you." wiping a black tear from the corner of my eye flickering the black tear at the dome who absorbed it inside increasing the flames higher, melting the silver faster as the floor of the cell was flooded cementing her as she banged on the window. I love my abilities some days, other days I fear I'll be a monster. But hey! Who will punish those who fuck up in the order placed out by the Mother Moon Goddess? Watching the Blondie screaming blue murder as the Silver liquefied buring her, "You did this upon yourself, May the Moon Goddess burn you in Silver for all eternity." she yacked up blood spurring it all over my face, before her face disappeared into the silver. Ariel walked away with a sour feeling.

The guards rushed to me wiping blood as I left the dungeon, "Get me my sister, there's something new."

Scott

"Seems like someone figured out our plans, Slyde." the gypsy witch rubbed the glass ball as the purple mist covered the vision, smiling as she caressing the ball in thought. "Royalnetts, always unpredictable. Lady Ariel is young but powerful like her older siblings," humming as I watched her from behind, with the bags of blood that I stole from the hospital where Catalya went to. One of my men told me she went there for unknown reasons, made me quirk my interest. "But they're special, Lady Ambôine, a triblood. Lord Raymond, a powerful Drake and Lady Ariel, a powerful Dragoness Witch. If we get them on our side, along with others. The Nightlight will live again,"

"Your Nightlight story, is starting to annoy me. Old hag." the Gypsy witch giggled menacingly drunk in her own evil glee, rolling my eyes to her stupid plans. "We need to lay low, I guess our future Queen is onto us." I said as she walked away from her table as the coins around her waist jingled. "Indeed," switching on the room lights continuing, "Maybe at the first hearing we'll see how the special triblood has a falling apart love life," blowing out candles. "I mean with her single and a virgin her blood is special. Maybe you with her can get her to fall putty," I huffed sarcastically, shaking my head. "That's fire that I'll won't play with,"

"That poor dumb Blondie fell for that fire,"

"Yeah, shouldn't have gone to that old Beta. He got grudge on her,"

"He's too pure for it, that Blondie was dirty enough. Royalnetts are so brutal in torture, that excites me."

"Your ridiculous rambling is very confusing, speak properly." the Witch grinned, "Read between the lines Scotty, if your precious Crystal blood don't work, try the Royalnetts."

"What are you trying to say?"

"Tame the Drake, bed the Tri and I'll breed the Dragoness Witch into my own image." she sung leaning close to me, "Come on, imagine having your own blood so powerful immune to silver and has burning flames."

"You're really crazy,"

"Obviously, my life wouldn't been this exciting if I was normal."