Before Alyssa could get back up; Betty cold cocks her in the back of the head; knocking her out cold. Flipping Alyssa over and using a second pair of kinky handcuffs to secure her; Betty turns to Julie who feebly tries to escape.
“It’s no use,” Betty seeing the struggling were-mer; “while those cuffs are not police issue, they are made of the same cold rolled steel. Even a werewolf couldn’t break free; so sit down and wait. The Luna Brotherhood will be here, “Betty looking at the time in about twenty five minutes.”
“Oh you are so dead,” Julie snarling; “I’m going to kill you.”
Betty laughs; “and just how do you intend to do that miss fussy britches? I’m a were-cat. I may not be as strong as other weres; but I know you couldn’t hope to win a fight with me.” Betty getting up close to Julie and inhaling her scent deeply; “I happen to like tuna. And yours and Alyssa's smell is making me hungry.”
Julie eyes go wide in fear as Betty stare at her; licking her lips in a predatory fashion. ‘I have to get out of her,’ she thinks to herself. Julie looks around and tries to make a break by running to the nearest door. With Betty being far more agile and fleet of paw; she allows Julie to get within a foot of the front door before grabbing her by the hair with her black furred paws.
“Ahh,” Betty grins; “too slow. But cheer up. Once the Luna Brotherhood gets here; they might give you a chance to flee when they use you for a bit of sport.”
“What do you mean,” Julie struggling as Betty yanks her back; “what are you talking about?”
“Werewolves are pack hunters,” Betty grins; “you and Alyssa will make great sport for them when they take you to a wooded area and well-“ Betty chuckling; “hunt you.”
“How could you Betty,” Alyssa groggily coming back to consciousness; “I thought we were friends.”
“Alyssa,” Betty sighing; “I take no pleasure in having to tie you down and not in bed. But the Luna brotherhood will want who helped Julie escape the council. And I have no intention of getting on their bad side.”
“Ha,” Julie laughs; “Alyssa didn’t bust me out. I got out on my own. Man those were-foxes must be beside themselves when they realized I just walked right past them and out the building.”
“Is that it,” Betty allowing the wer-mer to talk; “surely there is more.”
“Well the janitor that wore the clothes I walking here with,” Julie still struggling from Betty’s grasp; “didn’t give them up willingly. But she won’t be complaining; sad I had to strangle her, wrong place wrong time I guess.”
Betty look stunned; “so that is why you have been declared a rogue-were then.”
“Oh fuck,” Alyssa now trying to get up; “Betty please let me go. Had I known, what Julie did to escape I would of kicked her out on the highway.”
“I can’t do that,” Betty looking at the time; “Luna Brotherhood will be her in about ten minutes now.”
“Betty,” Alyssa pleading; “I’m begging you. Plus you owe me for introducing you to that eager were-otter.”
“What,” Julie using all her strength to wrench herself from Betty’s grasp; “you and Brian-“
“Last Thursday,” Betty smiling; “during that blackout storm, he was exceptional. Oh Alyssa, I will be handling Brian’s foray into being a gigolo. I hope you don’t mind; he certainly doesn’t.”
Julie freeing herself from Betty’s grasp; makes another attempt to leave. Getting to the front door, but unable to open it due to being handcuffed from the rear; Betty grins.
“No use child,” Betty grabbing the wer-mer and yanking her back and tossing her onto a nearby sofa; “you are not leaving until the Luna Brotherhood gets here.”
“You better kill me you whore,” Julie snarling; “because I will get you.”
“You are nothing but talk,” Betty slapping Julie hard but not with her claws; “so shut up or I’ll gag you.”
“Fuck-“ Julie doesn’t finish her sentence; Betty stuffs a wet cloth in her mouth and then tapes it over her. Julie screams, but her noise is muffled from the gag.
Betty was about to drag Julie to where Alyssa was lying down, when the door bell rings.
“Now you stay right there,” Betty looking at Julie as she tightens up her robe and quickly defurs. Opening the door she sees, five large men in grey suits; each making the trademark W with their hands to identify themselves as weres. Betty returning the greeting in exchange quickly ushers them in.
“Julie is right there,” Betty pointing at the couch; “Alyssa Cooper who aided her escape is handcuffed in the kitchen.”
“The Luna Brotherhood thanks you for your due diligence in this matter,” one of the werewolves mention; “our Alpha will be pleased.”
“Then tell Greg to tell me in person,” Betty answering; “it’s been a long time since I felt his knot in me.”
“I’ll relay the message,” the werewolf chuckling all the while taking an envelope full of cash from his suit jacket pocket; “the reward money.”
“It’s not as if I needed it,” Betty accepting the package; “just go easy on Alyssa, she is my friend and,” Leaning in to whisper in the werewolf’s ear; “her cousin is the Sheriff of Moon Lake.”
“Friend no more,” Alyssa spitting at Betty; “friends wouldn’t rat the other friend out.”
“I’m sorry you feel that way Alyssa,” Betty sighing; “but like Julie said earlier. Wrong place wrong time.”
“Alright,” the werewolf speaking; “let’s get these two wer-mers back to Moon Lake.”
“Will you be taking them directly to Moon Lake,” Betty asking; “or do you intend to have a little sport with them?”
The werewolf looks at Betty as the other werewolves grab and drag Alyssa and Julie back to the car.
“You have the reward money,” the werewolf staring at Betty; “your involvement in this is now over.”
Betty looks stunned as the werewolf walks out letting her close the door. Immediately resuming her were-cat fursona; Betty grabs her cellphone and fires of a text.
‘Can’t wait to massage your rod from within me. Want you real soon; text me time and place. B’
Sending it to the number of Brian’s new cell phone; Betty heads back to her bedroom for a little fun with her already aroused sex.