Chapter 137: Ruby Stone’s pack
A tree branch snapped far off and landed with a thud on the ground. Dead bodies everywhere, the smell of blood nauseating yet a sight to behold for Deborah as she flew around the blood bath arena searching- searching for them.
The side of her lips were bleeding, and there was a scary, mad glint spamming in her eyes, as she fugutively glanced around, swaying past trees, flying above bodies.
"Ha!" She screamed in shock when something launched at her from below, and she was sent flying down.
She grunted as she rolled on the ground, her once snow white tails which had been matted with dust, rolling alongside her body, picking up more dirt than previously.
Hearing a snarl, accompanied by a deep throaty growl, she opened her eyes, before sitting up in a flash, snapping her head to and fro.
There were several werewolves, counting to 12 or more surrounded around her like a large circle. One had a scar stretched out from his predatory eyes down to his lips. They had all shifted— the ones she hadn’t ripped to pieces yet.
Before she could move, they pounced on her all at once. Shrill screams and gnarls echoed into the night. After the sounds of breaking bones and ripping noises had died down , Alpha Cardin stepped in on cue, using the sharp edge of the car which had smashed earlier to tear the unconscious Fox’s tails off her body.
Beta Royce reappeared. There was a large cut at the side of his neck which was slowly healing, evident that he had almost lost his head in a fight, but he persistent still despite Cardin’s protest to help him cut the tails.
They had killed the Kitsune.