SOFIA’S POV
You don’t know what the hell I am f*****g capable of. I feel my eyes flashing between black and red, my anger becoming more enraged. “hararhum min al'alam” I chant, channeling power from my anger. I see my pack look up at me and they rise to their feet. Elijah scowls his witch “Do something!” He growls “Attack!” He commands the rogues. I turn around and face the rogues, my canines extend and I growl deeply, shaking the ground and trees. They all whimper and snarl, they run and lunge at us. Our warriors run past me, shifting and attack, ripping the rogues apart one by one. I snap half a dozens neck with my mind and leave the rest for my best trained warriors. I turn, seething as I see Elijah on top of Archer who is being held down by the witch inside the house. I look at her, g
