Werewolf’s Heartsong by DizzyIzzyN Chapter 61

Chapter 61
Damien’s POV
It felt so good to hear her voice in my ears. It soothed my wolf, soothed my own
tension. I wish I was there with her now, but if all went well tomorrow morning, I
could be there tomorrow night. Xander and I had not been the only ones, to get all
the basics out of the way our first years here, the others had as well. This meant
we were all able to get our sit down exams out of the way, our physical exam was
tomorrow morning. O
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There were only six of us, meaning only three rounds for me, for each form, I
would have nine battles tomorrow. I will fight each one as fast as I could, but I
couldn’t be stu pid about it, stu pidity got you defeated and killed. I was the next
Alpha of Alpha’s, I would win all my battles.
I hadn’t been able to resist asking her to sing. Her “Only for you Damien.” making
me feel more than possessive. I was definitely a little jealous of the time everyone
else was getting with her. Time she deserved though, she deserved the warmth
and love my family could give her. So although I was jealous, I would not bemoan
any of their time together, nor will I in the future.
My mate needed a taste of normal in her life, at least as normal as you can get
with a bunch of werewolves. At least if I was there, I could be next to her, be apart
of giving her the happiness she deserves. I needed to be home, her telling me
she missed me too, made that want all the greater. Almost a driving need I
couldn’t give into, until tomorrow afternoon.
I was laid out on my bed in my dorm apartment. Arms behind my head, trying to
relax, so I could get some rest before tomorrows battles. I think about the times I
caught Alora singing. I melt now internally, just as I had melted then.
The memory bringing forth those threads that had wrapped around me with her
song. The connection feeling stronger than before, almost a chain like strength. I
reveled in that feeling, that strengthening of the bond. It meant our mate bond
when formed would be deeper….unbreakable.
My phone dings, interrupting my thoughts. It’s from Darien, “Hey bro what are you
doing right now?” he asks me.
Confused and a little alarmed, as that was not exactly a good way, to start a
conversation. “I’m relaxing in bed. Why?” I send my question.
His text back alarming me further “Cuz I got some footage of Alora you need to
watch….and it would be better if you were alone.” was his reply.
“Why would it be better if I was alone?” I ask him, concern being an
understatement now.
“Some of it’s really upsetting, I need you to remember she’s free of those people
now.” he sends back.
“What’s in the videos?” I send back.
“You just need to watch the video’s for yourself.” he tells me.
My stomach churning at the thought of what it could possibly be, I tell him “Ok,
send it to me.”
What my brother sends is two different recordings. One is from the Security
cameras in the kitchen at the Pack House, they had audio and video. The other
one was taken by what had to be Darien’s cell phone. I watched the security
recording first. My fury built and built with every pain filled word. I would have
revenge for every wound dealt her. What Allister had done….
My wolf growling in fury at every moment, howling at our mates pain. She needed
us, and I was stuck here another night. I will get through those fights and head to
her tomorrow, I wouldn’t wait till the next morning. They had punished her, for her
involvement with us, hearing how she would have died without us, had Zane
howling in protest at the thought of her death.
‘Never!’ he snarls, ‘She will not die!’ snarling that as well.
I will show no mercy to them. I brace myself for more. I watched Darien’s
recording. This one has the rest of what went on, and in a different view. I
watched her face. I saw her transformation, that was something I never new till
now. Allister was not her father, a vampire was. She was a Hybrid, and had a
Sprite as well as a wolf. 3
Her transformation into her Sprite form, Selena, was magnificent, and se xy. Then
seeing those silver marks on her skin, like paint. The darker the silver, the deeper
the wound. They were everywhere, I so b out a howl of pain and fury at all those
marks. This is what Alora had suffered all these years, all those wounds she was
given. The ones around her neck showing clearly, that they had wanted her dead.
The darker silver showed how deep the wounds had been originally. The pain she
would have gone through, its no wonder her voice would be so husky some days.
Play a game to see how much they could make her scream? That one making my
wolf whimper and growl alternately. We would seek retribution, it will be paid three
fold. We will not forgive, and never will we forget.
The Ceremony that took place in this video, was a little impromptu, but no less
amazing to witness. I couldn’t help but growl every time she had to cut her wrist,
but she formed her Pack, and Clan bonds. Her being a Vampire, the blood oath
was so much deeper. That would explain the power increase I felt earlier in my
Pack Bonds. She’s got so much power now.
No longer a pup, she was now full grown, A Clan Alpha and my Mate. Tomorrow
couldn’t come soon enough.
King Sabastian’s POV
I was sitting at my desk in the study, my mate and Queen looking through her
tablet, she lets out the cutest little growl of irritation tossing the device down on
the couch cu shion next to her. I chuckle a little, she looks up at me with a glare
and a pout. “What has you so vexed my dear heart?” I ask her, smiling at her,
laughter in my tone.
“I don’t know what to get Alora.” she says, tone frustrated. “Eighteen years, she’s
been kept from us, all those birthdays, the Christmas’s, not to mention all the
Vampire Holiday’s, and She’s a Werewolf so there are those too.” her tone is now
sad. I didn’t realize till now how truly important this was to her,
she always had special gifts for our children and others for the holidays we
celebrated.
I knew she gave them from her heart, her way to help them remember the day
and time with the family. But Alora being kept from us, from us even knowing
about her, kept my mate from being able to express her love in the way she did.
Her care in every item chosen and given, it was always special to that person.
Always a new treasure, loved and cared for, I knew because of the one’s she’s
given me.
I get up from my chair and go to her, I pick up the tablet and set it on the coffee
table in front of the couch. I sit down and wrap my arms around her “My love,
she’ll not hold it against you, when you get to know her, you’ll find that gift that
tells you it belongs to her.” I tell her, one of her gifts to me had saved my life once.
An amulet to ward off Black Magic, I had felt the need to wear it one day, just a
feeling, I was glad I had.
She looks up at me, her eyes still sad, but she smiles, she sighs a little “I know
your right, it’s just that, I feel like there’s something I need to give her, I just
haven’t found out what.” she says. Her power as a Witch more than even she
knew, she’d been the strongest Witch on the Council.
Luckily for me, not only would the Wizard that was chosen for her, not go against
the Goddess, by keeping her from her true mate, it had turned out he was one of
my sisters Mates. That had truly put the kibosh in her mother’s plans. My phone
rings on my desk interrupting my thoughts. I frown “I wonder who it is?” I ask
aloud.
My mate pushes me gently on my shoulder “Well go answer it dear, it could be
important.” she says. She’s never gotten in the way of my duties, in fact she’s
always helped me. I had a strong beautiful Witch for my mate and Queen, and I
thanked the Goddess for her everyday. The ID card showed it was Alpha Andrew
calling me. My stomach drops, it must have something to do with Alora.
My mate sensing the sudden change stares in my direction, a worried look on her
face. She fl aps her hand at me in a gesture to answer the phone. “Hello Alpha
Andrew” I say as a greeting, my mate on alert now. “What can I do for you” I ask.
“I got the blood test back, not that it was really necessary.” He says, “Her name is
Alora Luna Heartsong, and she’s a Clan Alpha of the Heartsongs, her Clan apart
of my Pack.” he tells me.
“Clan Alpha?” that was a surprising bit of news. My mates face was a mixture of
surprise and confusion now. I had put him on speaker so she could hear what he
had said.