"Get the heart!" Seraphina ordered, and all the witches charged towards the heart.
Alaric transformed to midnight, and he dashed out of the protective barrier Aeris had placed around them, closely behind him Theo followed him in his wolf form.
Alaric lunged at the witches ripping their limbs apart, it was almost like he had gone feral, but his eyes were locked on one person. After killing his way towards Seraphina, he prowled in front of her. His black furs soaked with blood bristled.
The fury in his eyes slowly disappeared, replaced with longing and madness. "Call your people off." He ordered, but it was more of a pleading.
Seraphina's green eyes met his, and there was no iota of feeling in them. "No." She answered firmly. Her hands were swirling with red light.
