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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 replace 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.