Werewolf’s Heartsong by DizzyIzzyN Chapter 103

Chapter 103
Darien’s POV
My chest stung like a bi tch. If this is just a taste of what Alora went through…I
didn’t want to imagine the full extent. The nightmare Damien had been pulled into
with Alora, her memory of one of her torture sessions at the hands of Sarah, had
a new and horrifying meaning to me now.
Serenity was looking at me, her face worried. I wrapped an arm around her
shoulders and pulled her to my side. “I’m fine my sweet, I’m an Alpha, the next
Clan Alpha of the Moonstars, it would take more than this to seriously harm me.” I
tell her.
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She’s still frowning, silent for a moment before she looks up at me. “If she would
have gotten to Cathel….” her gaze horrified as she looked at my chest, seeing the
deep ga sh and the blood running down my front.
The dripping blood ruining the already damaged dark emerald green shirt I wore
to match my mates dress. It was the same type of shirt most of the males wore. It
was because it was dressy and could still display our mating marks. 2
My mates dress was gorgeous on her. It made her look like a wood ny mph. It
started out a very pale green at the thin straps over her shoulders, then halfway
down the deep V-neck neckline it started to darken.
The body of the dress was fitted, a tulle skirt started at her hips and ended at her
knees. She wore a pair of strappy high heal wedges in the same deep dark green
as the last six inches of her skirt. (13
She wore her long fiery curls in a high tail, she wore simple large golden hoops
and two golden chain bracelets, one on each wrist. She wore mascara and a dark
green eyeliner to make her green eyes pop.
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She was beautiful, and she had a very large heart, so for her, the idea of a child
receiving this wound horrified her to her very core. My mate would rip anyone to
pieces who would dare to try and harm our pup.
Thinking of that, I put one of my hands on her abdomen. “You will make the best
of mothers my sweet.” I tell her, already looking forward to watching her with our
pup.
Would it be a girl, would it be a boy, then looking at her brothers, would it be
twins? I didn’t know, but I would love it or them, I would protect and provide for
whatever pups we have, however many we have.
She looks up at me and smiles, her eyes sparkling with her love, reaching me to
my soul. ‘Goddess this she wolf’. I lean down and kiss her, unable to resist
showing her my affection, not that I would ever want to. She was mine and they
could all know it and keep their hands off. We break apart and pay attention to my
father and what he was announcing.
I was shocked when father said Damien wanted Alora to become our next Pack
Alpha, but at the same
time I was pleased. It only seemed right, Alora was amazing, she cared so much
about others and would make a great Pack Alpha. I never wanted that
responsibility, being Clan Alpha was alright. Serenity will make a wonderful Luna
to my Alpha.
She was powerful, an Alpha female in her own regard. Then my father had made
Allister come forward after explaining things to the Pack, and made him tell the
Pack member, of not only his own atrocities against Alora, but the ones of Sarah
and Bettina’s that he knew of as well. I had never been so angry.
The ground was trembling under my feet, at first I though it was my imagination.
Then looking around at the other wolves I saw that many were shifting around
and looking at the ground, some clutching each other for support, the ones
holding on to something or someone, were standing closest to Damien’s part of
the stage with Alora.
Looking at my brother I saw his wolf Zane peaking through, the ground was
shaking at almost consistent intervals. It looked like my brother was really having
to hold himself back. O
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Looking at Alora’s father, I saw a glow come to his eyes, it was really eerie to see
the red start to glow and slowly take over the white of his eyes. There was a
shadowy aura that was moving around him in a faint vapor. O
His mates eyes were also glowing, her fury could be seen in every stiff inch that
spoke of a Queen who has been crossed, and the results….deadly. Her brothers
were all angry, even sweet little Cathel.
I took another look at Cathel, his aura was darker than the Kings, and there was
blue lightning that was sparking around him, and a white and black fire could be
seen swirling around him every now and then. (2
Worried for my best friends little brother, I reached out and touched his
shoulder…and then gritted my teeth through the pain of being electrocuted. It was
not pleasant, and not a mistake I would ever repeat.
I take my hand off him, my mate wrapped her arms around my waist, keeping me
from dropping to the ground. Cathel turned and looked at me, he looked so
sorrowful realizing what had happened.
“I’m okay, don’t worry, it’s not your fault.” I tell him quickly, not wanting him to be
hurt over this.
Feeling a little sore and more like a crispy french fry, then a werewolf, I was able
to support myself after a moment. Allowing my mate to reach out and wrap Cathel
up in her arms. “Don’t worry Cathel, your sister is safe now, she has us and all of
you now. Justice will be had.” she tells him quietly, soothing Cathel. (12
“Why are there people like him in the world, why did Alora have to go through all
that?” his voice small and tear filled. “Alora is so nice and she’s amazing, why
didn’t they love her?” he asked plaintively.
I feel my heart break, he asked questions I had wondered myself. “I wish I could
give you an answer that would make it all better, but I can’t.” I tell him, my tone
was soft, but it carried my own pain. “All I can tell you, is that you can’t have light
without darkness, you can’t have good without bad.” I tell him.
He looks up at me, his eyes so sad. “Your right, it doesn’t make it better.”
We all face the crowd as the Werewolf Council, I knew my father made sure they
would be here, made a decision right then on Allister’s crimes. He was sentenced
to death, and my father could have that carried out anyway he wanted. Father
had two options for that, either he would my brother, or he would hand him over to
Alora’s father.
But that would wait for a moment, my father had to address the use of Black
Magic by the Frost and Northmountains, as well as their blood bonds to the Black
Magic Coven. I watched as Council representatives from the Witches Council and
the Supernatural Council arrived, surrounding the courtyard.
All the members of those two Clans who were connected to Black Magic had
been invited to the Gathering. This was father’s plan, he didn’t want them to have
a chance to disappear and become a threat to the Pack.
With the two other Council’s here, they were able to identify, subdue and capture
all those tainted with, Black Magic or those connected to the Black Magic Coven.
There were some who carried a taint of it, but it was a residual taint.
Some received the taint from being in the proximity of a Black Magic user. They
were interrogated, with most being released. A few were captured and taken into
custody as their residual taint was from actually participating in Black Magic
rituals.
Allister had tried to make and escape when all this started to go down, but Queen
Stephanie spoke a quick spell that bound him in place, he was no longer able to
move. Once the other two Councils took off with the Black Magic offenders, we
got back to who was going to get to dole out Allister’s execution. @
My father looked at Damien and the King, both technically had the right to carry
out the execution. My brother is the one who spoke up before my father did. “I
want Sarah, the King should have Allister,
I will be satisfied as long as his death is the painful retribution it should be.” his
voice holding the growl of his wolf.
My father looked at the King, giving him a nod, and with that the King turned to
Allister. “For your
crimes against my daughter, I subject you to the same fate as Bettina.” with those
words, and a waved hand in Allister’s direction. He sent out a ring of fire circling
Allister, the fire was white, laced with blue lightning.
The fire formed a spiral around Allister, just as it had Bettina. The lightning in the
fire struck out, causing Allister to scream in pain as it opened up wounds in his
body.
The fire split streams off of the spiral and streamed into the wounds, Allister’s
agonized screams were continuous, the fire had his skin boiling and melting off
his bones, then it turned those to ash, like Bettina. 14
After the body was gone there were still agonized screams, only they were
coming from the twisted black and green soul left behind after the body was
burned away. (3)
The black hole opened above the spiral of fire, then it dragged the howling soul
with it into that darkness, bringing silence to the courtyard once more.