Werewolf’s Heartsong by DizzyIzzyN Chapter 150

Chapter 150
Damien’s POV
My father said I would instantly like this Alpha and he was right, I did. The Alpha
was only an inch taller than my six foot eight, but he felt larger than life, because
he had such a big personality. When he asked my mate how she got to have her
title, her response had surprised the Alpha. I couldn’t help saying aloud “It’s more
than just long, what my mate has gone through, will make you angry Alpha.” I tell
him.
His smile disappears, and a serious look came to his face. He gives us both
assessing looks and seems to think, we all remain silent while he thinks, he looks
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to Sabastian. “If you wouldn’t mind me asking, why is your daughter’s story one I
won’t like?” his voice was less booming, but still a loud rumble.
Sabastian sighs, and there was a sadness to it. “For the longest time, the
Werewolf who bore me Alora, lied and said that she was dead. She had spells
placed on Alora when she was just a new born that cut her off from her inner
selves. They also kept me from being able to feel her life chain, so when I was
presented with the evidence of a car crash, and the picture of a dead infant, a
male infant, I believed her.” He tells the Alpha.
The Alpha has a dark look to his face now. “What kind of spells.” his voice was a
growl.
“Black Magic.” Alora answers his question. I knew she was going for a neutral
tone, but I could hear, and feel the suppressed anger behind those words.
The Alpha looks back at her. “How would your mother know how to use Black
Magic?” Alpha Logan asks her.
“That female….was never my mother…she may have born me….but she was
never my mother.” Alora says in a quiet voice, glaring at the ground, her tone was
cold and angry. I felt her fury, was the opposite of her tone, it was fiery hot, a
burning in her chest. Thoroughly laced throughout that anger, was pain…so much
pain.2
I grab her hand, giving it a squeeze, it gets her attention, her gaze meets mine,
and I feel her calm instantly. After a moment of staring, she smiles at me, love in
her eyes again as she let go of her anger and fury. “She’s gone my Starlight, and
I’m right here by your side.” I assure her through our mind link. I feel the comfort
and warmth my words gave my mate, and I felt a scenes of pride at being able to
give my mate that. 2
“I’m thinking I need you to tell me your whole story young Alpha, so I can avoid
any more triggers.” Alpha Logan says, his voice a low boom, but his tone held
compassion. This Alpha genuinely cared about the pain his words had caused my
mate. O
She looks up at Alpha Logan, her look became sad, after a moment of thinking,
she nods. The Alpha nods back and then gestures us to follow him, he leads us to
a study that looked like my father’s. Only the wood was black, and the cush ions
on the furniture were in dark and pale light greys. They were a soft dove grey, like
a cloud with just a touch of a storm.
The floor was white marble with glittering silver veins. The coffee tables in his
sitting area were all glass tops on thick gunmetal gray frames. There was no fire
going, but the temperature outside was a comfortable warmth. The Alpha had the
windows, and the doors to his balcony open and the wind blowing in was making
the white sheer curtains flutter around.
The wind carried the scents of his balcony garden, one of the plants was
honeysuckle, and the other lilac. It was such a surprising coincidence, that those
flowers would be here, after having had them in products at the Hotel six hours
from here, In a human city no less. But those scents had a calming effect on
everyone as they took their seats.
“These scents….they had them in the oils and lotions at the Hotel.” Alora said
aloud. She takes a deep breath, drawing the scents into her lungs, then slowly
lets her breath out, a feeling of peace was now coming from my mate. “I love the
honeysuckle and lilac, they’re so calming.” she says.
The Alpha laughs. “Well I’m glad you like them, my wife owns an essential oil
business, and her sister will put them into bath and skin product, they then sell the
products and oils all over, they have a website now. Honeysuckle and Lilac are
the signature scents.” he says, obviously very proud of his mate, and very much
in love judging by the affection I could hear in his words.
The door to the study was opened, and two wolves came in, one looked vaguely
familiar. It was his scent and his voice, that made me realize this was the wolf
who pulled me over, him and his partner were in plain clothes. “Alpha Logan, I
was told to report to you” the wolf said.
Him and his partner looked over our large party, taking us all in, when their eyes
settle on Xander and I, there was recognition in their gazes. They tensed up, and
immediately started to look nervous. “Ah, Josh, Gage come in, come in, I did
indeed -ask for you two to come.” Alpha Logan says in his booming voice.
The wolves came in and were offered the seat on the couch across from us. The
Alpha was in a high back chair set between our two couches. “Alpha Alora, would
you mind letting them sit in on this story?” he asks my mate.
She surprises me by shaking her head. “No, actually, that might better help them
to understand my mates attitude the night these two, rightfully mind you, pulled
him over.” she says, squeezing my hand.
I should have know, she was thinking of me when she replied to the Alpha. The
love my mate had for me…I felt both very blessed, and undeserving of her heart.
However, I was too selfish to ever let her go, she was mine, mine to claim again
and again for all eternity. I just had to strive to make sure I kept her love in each
life time. “You are a wonder mate, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” I
tell her, even though I already knew what her response would be.
“I want to, I love you my darling mate.” she says. I lift her hand and place a kiss
on it, making sure to wrap her up in the love I felt at her words.
The two wolves looked confused at first, then they fall silent as my mate starts to
tell her story. She took them on an emotional rollercoaster with her story, by the
time she was finished, the Alpha had gotten up to pace back and forth in front of
his open balcony door. After a while he turns to look at us. “I have some
questions.” he says to Alora.
She nods, accepting this, and he starts to pace again while talking. “I know, your
Pack Alpha Andrew is our Alpha of Alpha’s, so he’s held to a very strict code of
conduct, meaning his hands were tied when you were young. Only with a liberal
amount of proof could he have gotten you away from your family, obviously that
proof never presented itself to the Alpha. He also would have had to petition a
warrant from the Werewolf Council to seek that proof, and he would only have
been successful at that, if the victim were to come forward.” he says..
He stops. “I would have had just as much trouble, it would have been just the
same situation for me. As Alpha’s you have to follow every letter of our
Supernatural Law’s, we have to have evidence.” he fell silent, then turns to face
her. “However, my question is, why did you never tell anyone?” He asked her, his
voice holding his sadness.
My mate looks at him silently for awhile. “When I was little… I thought that I was
somehow brining on their beatings…that if I behaved better… they wouldn’t do it
anymore…that they would love me. As I got older…I was afraid of what my
punishment would be if I ever told anyone…bringing any type of embarrassment
to them…always resulted in me being punished. Then there was the fact that I
never scarred… I thought…who would believe me…without any scarring as
evidence. I decided I didn’t want to cause trouble for my Alpha and Luna…I didn’t
want to ruin my friendship with Damien and Darien.”
I wrap my arm around her waist and tuck her up against my side, holding her
close. “None of it was your fault, please tell me you know that?” The Alpha asked
her, pain in his voice, pain he felt on her behalf.