Werewolf’s Heartsong by DizzyIzzyN Chapter 19

Chapter 19
Jaxon’s POV
I’m just sitting in my seat, resting, I’m hurting from my battle with Alora. Her wolf
Xena kicked my wolf Bruno’s a ss. Bruno whines in my head, I chuckle. “What are
you whining for?” I ask him. “I can’t believe I lost to a female.” he whines. I
chuckle “We lost to the Alpha of all Alpha Females, Bruno, she’s special, I think I
would be honored to serve as her Beta.” he’s silent for a moment. “The Alpha of
all Alpha females, Beta to that title would be an honor.” he finally said. I settle
back, happy and at peace.
Enter title…
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Bruno settles down now, content now with the results of the battle. My phone
dings with a notification. I look and its an urgent e-mail through ‘the student
message board. I open
the e-mail, its from the Principal, I’m to meet the Alpha at the pack house
tomorrow at ten to discuss a career opportunity. Suddenly Bruno and I are excited
and can’t wait for tomorrow to be here.
Matt’s POV
Today is the worst f ucking day of my life. To start off with rejecting my mate and
being rejected in return. Which broke the spell a sachet of herbs Sarah had given
me under the guise of it being made to ward off evil. Ha! Ward off evil my furry
a ss. It allowed evil to manipulate me for the last six years! It explained why I’d
been ignoring Aries. And it’s what made me make the biggest mistake any wolf
could ever make. Rejecting their mate.
I wanted to howl in despaire at the wrong done to us. Sarah is pure Evil. Withant
tha All
Without the spell I would have been working all this time to be the wolf that truly
deserved a female like Alora. There was nothing we could do now, we lost our
chance. Hell. Sarah had made sure I never had that chance. I swear to the Moon
Goddess if she ever see’s fit to bless me with another mate I wouldn’t allow
anything, not a d amn thing to get in my way claiming her.
I may not deserve a second chance mate. But Aries did, none of this was his fault.
It was all mine, for not being strong enough to withstand a spell sachet. My father
told me that the satchet carried a layering spell. Which meant over time the more I
was exposed to it, the stronger the spells effect on me. It was the shattering of my
mate bond, an even stronger magic, that had broken the
spell.
But that was a small consolation. Compared to what it was the small, seemingly
harmless, packet of herbs had cost me. That she-wolf needed to be held
accountable. My father said I can bring charges against her. And I think I will. Now
that the fog was lifted I realized there were allot of things I’d seen that spoke of
her evil.
She liked to hurt people. I’ve been remembering some of the things I heard her
tell her friends. They all would laugh about who she hurt and how. Those three
were just as evil as she was. Then I pause, or were they? Now that I think about
it. Those three come from good loving families. Maybe they had sachets
themselves? The only way to find out was to ask them. Sarah was going to be
with her parents immediately after we’re released for the lunch break. Maybe I
can catch the three girls on there way
out. 2
So my father doesn’t worry I text him. I tell him my theory and my plan. It’s a
simple plan really. Ask them if Sarah ever gave them a packet of herbs they were
told to keep on them. That’s all my dad had asked me. My dad texts me back. He
tells me he’ll wait nearby where I’m going to try and stop them, so he can keep an
eye on me in case something happens.
I almost wished someone would kill me. I’d rejected my chance at a wonderful,
love filled life. But that wasn’t fair to Aries. If I’m honest with myself, it’s Aries who
I’m seeking justice for, he had been the one held hostage the most. Because
while the spell worked on my human brain, it didn’t affect my wolf’s brain. I’m
learning the full extent to which my wolf was tormented.
I can’t help but thinking that if Lauren, Beatrice and Agatha were under a sachets
control, just how their wolves feel. Putting those thoughts aside I look back down
at the platform and watch the matches of the Alpha Class. I couldn’t help but be in
awe as I watched Xena battle. She was an amazing Alpha female. Her form was
fierce and perfect for battle, her strength glowing from within.
It’s not long before it was over. I get up and make my way to the exit to wait for
the girls. Dad told me, to break the spell for them, I’d have to set fire to their
sachets. If they were indeed being controlled by one. But I thought about the fact
that we would need evidence to be able to get a conviction. I look up at the big
screen with this portion of the tournaments rankings, then it came to me.
Photographic Evidence.
I pull out my phone and text my dad “Can you find a way to record me and the
girls. I want evidence later about the sachets. If they have them.” I get to the door
and stand off to the side in a pocket of space created by the high wall of the
arenas surrounding bleachers above the pit. There was a wide hallway leading to
the double doors of the exit, standing near one of the concrete floor to ceiling
support beams that were placed at regular intervals around the Coliseum, I spot
the girls. Then I waved them down.
They come over to where I was standing. “Hay girls, I wanted to ask you
something.” I say. They looked at each other, their looks confused, then Beatrice
and Agatha nod at Lauren, she looks at me and says. “Go ahead.” in a short crisp
voice. “Has Sarah or anyone given you a sachet of herbs they told you to carry
with you at all
times?” They all look surprised at my question. Then confused again. O
It was Lauren who first started to dig in her purse, then the other two did. Lauren
pulled out a large rhinestone covered, clip wallet, Beatrice a small shiny card
carrier, and Agatha a large double zipper wallet in a standard black with gray
diamond patchwork. All three girls pulled out a sachets from these wallet. “Can I
see those?” I ask.
Lauren looks at the other girls, shrugs her shoulders, turns and hands me the
sachet with a roll of her eyes and a “Sure, I don’t see why not.” uttered in a dry
tone. The other two hand me theirs. “Do you remember who gave these to you
and when?” I ask them. Lauren and the girls looked at each other then at me. “It
was Sarah,” said Lauren. “She gave them to us during her ninth birthday
party.” added Beatrice. “She said they were to make sure we always remaind best
friends.” this from Agatha. (2)
“Did she say how she got them?” I asked. “Yeah, she got them from a Witch.”
Said Lauren “Sarah calls the Witch Aunty.” said Beatrice “The Witch was best
friends with Bettina, they were always together before the Witch was Banished.”
said Agatha. “Sarah was really upset when that happened.” said Lauren.
“We had a Pack picnic about three months before it happened, but after we
received our Satchets.” said Beatrice “That was the day Sarah had us help her
throw Alora into the River.” said Agatha. “I remember my parents being so furious
at me for being involved.” said Lauren. “My mother was horrified, told me I
humiliated her and dad in front of the
Alpha.” Beatrice told us “My
grandmother was really disappointed in me, she wouldn’t talk to me for a month
after that.” said Agatha.
“What are you going to do with the sachets?” asked Lauren. “The spell on these is
harmful to all three of you, so what I’m going to do is burn them to get rid of the
spell.” I tell them. I get out my lighter, the one dad gave me when I went on my
first survival mission in training class. The girls are muttering between
themselves, I crouch down, set the sachets down on the ground, then set them on
fire.
They burned different colors, blue, then green, then red, before the flames
dimmed and the sachets were nothing but ash. They had gone up quickly, the
herbs being dry and the material of the sachets had been worn with age.
I look back up at the girls, they were
standing there, staring at the ashes of the sachets. Each had different
expressions of shock and other emotions. It was Beatrice who fell to her knees
with a scream of anguish, it was heart wrenching. It took me only a moment, for
me to recognize that pain. And as cruel as I was beginning to realize Sarah was, I
didn’t doubt I was too far off my mark.
She screamed once more, before sobbing, tears rushing down her face “She had
me reject my mate!” she curls up into herself on the floor, her pain and despair a
voluminous cloud around her. Lauren and Agatha fall to their knees, one on each
side of Beatrice, tears on their faces they both hug Beatrice. Supporting her as
her anguish cr ipples her. Sarah has done so much damage. She was a horrible
she-wolf, evil incarnate. It’s the only way to explain what she made her friend and
I do. O