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Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzyizzyn Chapter 69

Chapter 69

Alora’s POV Cont’d

I don’t know why, but the tears started to fall. He was here….he was finally here.

A small so b left me, I had tried to hold it back but I couldn’t. He opens his arms,

and that’s all it took. I was running that short distance to him, throwing myself in

his arms. He wraps me up tightly, one arm around my waist, an unbreakable bar.

The other along my spine his palm on the back of my head. I wrap my legs tightly

around his hips.

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He lifts me up bringing his broad full lipped mouth down on mine. Kissing me

deeply holding me so close, my arms around his neck holding on just as tight,

tears slowly dripping down my face. I’m so happy he’s back.

He pulls away, were both gasping for air, he looks me in the eyes “I’m home mate,

I’ll never leave your side for so long again, I’ll always be here for you, my

Starlight.” His had cupping my cheek, his eyes blazing with his promise, and a

determination. “I claim you as my mate.”

“I accept your claim and claim you as my mate” I reply in a breathless rush, he

pulls me back into a fierce kiss, setting me on fire. 2

I hadn’t even needed time to contemplate, this had to be the male the Goddess

had truly intended me to be with. If I hadn’t been rejected by Matt, the chains that

had bound me, would still be there. By rejecting Matt, I broke the spell that was on

him, and he was able to break the spells holding those three girls hostage.

Now Damien was here, claiming me, his mate. Pulling back from the kiss to look

into his eyes I touch his face. Still trying to make sure this wasn’t a dream. That I

hadn’t fallen asleep in the bathtub and drowned myself. Now that would be

embarrassing to say the least.2

I run my fingers of one hand through his shoulder length midnight locks. He looks

at me, he must have felt my turmoil. Because he asked “Is it so hard for you to

believe I’m here now my Starlight?” his voice a low rumble.

Still running my fingers through his hair, I look in his eyes “Honestly I’m almost

afraid this is a dream.” My voice breaks, I swallow“ I’m afraid I’ll wake up and

you’ll be gone, all of this will be gone.” I start shaking. I feel it…I’ve reached my

final emotional breaking point.

My body starts to tremble. “I’m afraid that finally being free is just a figment of my

imagination, that they still have me locked away in that basement.” The last was

said on a s ob. He crushes me to him, his arms wrapped tightly around me holding

me close.

“I’m afraid that maybe my mind has finally snapped and all of this is just a dream

my mind made up to protect me.” I didn’t realize how much fear and doubt I had

been holding back until now. No….no that’s not true, I knew, but I’m a Clan Alpha

now. I couldn’t fall apart, I needed to be strong.

“Oh my Starlight, I’ll make them pay for this.” He growls. He walks with me back

into my room, he sits

down on the edge of the bed, still crushing me close. “I’m here mate, I’m real your

free.” He says his voice rough, he gently starts to pet my hair. “It’s ok Starlight, let

yourself break, I’ll put every piece back together mate.” He promised me. 13

I broke, I shattered into a thousand pieces and sobbed. Not just me, Selena, and

Xena were too. Having to relive so much of my nightmare over and over, had

opened up the thick steel gates I had holding back my deeper emotions. At first

being cracked, now they were blasted open and obliterated. My emotions spilling

forward. Like a release of a poison I didn’t know was slowly eating me alive.

Damien was right, I needed to break. And just like he promised, he was here for

me. He would put me back together. With my head on his shoulder, my nose

buried in his neck. Allowing his scent to keep me grounded as I broke, and then

was put back together by my mate.

Damian’s POV

He was no longer the teenage wolf taking care of a poor abused, and broken pup.

He was an Alpha male taking care of his abused and broken mate. Holding her

together, gathering her pieces as she broke apart. Her body shaking in my arms.

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I clutched her close, my heart breaking over her pain and sorrow. I never should

have stayed away. But I knew why I had. I’d loved her, even back then. And when

she turned seventeen, she had blossomed into a temptation, I wasn’t sure I’d

have been able to resist.

But I wasn’t here! All they’ve done to my Starlight! Goddess why did she have to

suffer so! I wanted to rend and tear those people to pieces this moment. Zane

wanted to tear into them with his fangs.

If I hadn’t been so anxious to get home to Alora I would have gone straight there

and killed them all without warning. But they will know what they did. They will pay

for what they’ve done to MY mate.

Feeling the storm inside Alora calm I set my nose against her neck. Rubbing my

cheek against hers, taking in her scent. Letting it wrap around me, letting it soothe

me and Zane. We were here now, It would take something extreme for me to ever

have to leave her side longer than a day or two ever again.

I pet her hair. It’s so beautiful with the stars tw inkling throughout the lengths. She

always had so much hair, I loved it. I knew she spent money on good hair

product. I would send her collections of her favorite brand, it was a small way I

could pamper her, while keeping my distance.

Under the scent of her hair and skin products was that tasty sent. That hot

caramel and ci nna mon apple scent. The one that made me want to taste her all

over. But she needed my comfort more then my lust at the moment. And I will put

her needs first, I can control myself for her. 3

I felt it the moment she had released everything she had shoved back and bottled

up. I felt it in the way she relaxed in my arms. I just kept holding her tight to me.

Unable to release her after being away from her for so long.

I felt guilty for being glad Matt rejected her, because his rejection had hurt her. But

I don’t know how I would have lived with it, if he had accepted her. I don’t know

how I would have kept the jealousy from eating me alive, till I did something

monstrous to him. But he had, and she was mine.

She must have felt my internal war, because she sat up. I rest my hands on her

waist, below her magnificent breasts. Her beautiful violet, silver rimmed eyes met

my blue, gray rimmed gaze. Her plump red tinted mouth turned down in a worried

frown. A question in her eyes.

I sigh, she’d always been able to tell when I was troubled. And had always been

able to get me to talk. I should have known then, she had already captured my

soul. I felt it every time she would sing for me after I would badger her. For a while

if she spotted me catching her sing she would stop, and it would take much

cajoling to get her to sing again.

After a while instead of stopping when she saw me catching her sing. Instead she

would sing to me, for me, and I could feel it with every note. That connection had

gotten deeper, one more thread had bound me to her.

“I know I shouldn’t be…because I know it hurt you…but I’m glad your not Matt’s

mate.” I tell her. I look at her, waiting to see how she would take that.

She relaxed, the tension leaving, a soft smile on her mouth and understanding in

her eye. “You’re not alone in that.” She says to me. That was not what I had

expected. But then there was a lot about Alora that was unexpected at the

moment.

Her hair matching the nick name I gave her so many years ago, being one of

those unexpected things. Seeing my obvious confusion, she continued “I don’t

believe the Goddess ever really meant for me to be with Matt, and neither does

Matt.”

This only confused me a bit more, before I can get my question out she explains

further “if Matt hadn’t rejected me, the chains binding my power would never had

been broken. My rejecting Matt back is what broke this spell, Sarah had on him

through a sachet. This led to him breaking the same type of spell on Beatrice,

Lauren and Agatha, freeing them from Sarah.” She tells me.

I’m so impressed by her reasoning. “That is a very surprising way to look at that.”

I tell her softly, smiling at her.

She shrugs, then says “Another reason I’m glad it was him to reject me, even

though it hurt, was if you where the one destined to reject me, that would have

killed me.” She says, the feeling of devastation that thought brought her filling her

eyes for a moment. She shakes her head as if to shake it away, then she smiles

at me again. “So don’t feel guilty for something I’m grateful for.” She says. A

Then our conversation is forgotten as she wraps her arms around my neck, and

pulls me into a fierce demanding kiss. My mate has needs, and she’s demanding

I meet them. I was not a stu pid enough wolf to deny my mate. 2