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Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzyizzyn Chapter 89

Chapter 89

Alora’s POV

I open the box and I replace two beautifully crafted rings, they had intricately knotted

designs surrounding them. The designs matched the ones on my Lunar Princess

regalia, they had an infinity lock on them. They immediately felt very important to

me. I look up at Ka ss. “They’re beautiful, and I feel the power of them, what do

they do?” I asked her.

“Mom left a note in the box and some instructions too, it’s under the cus hion. But

they basically absorbed any of your magical leavings and store it. If you ever replace

yourself completely drained of power, you can use what’s in the rings to restore

yourself. Mom also said their is a way to feed it power, so it stores more faster,

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the instruction for that are there also. Dad seemed to think that was necessary,

because he’s the one who asked her if it was even possible to do that.”

Ka ssa ndra says.

“She also put in a fail safe, the power stored can’t be used against the one who

stores the power, and once on your fingers, both middle ones, they’ll bond to your

DNA. So only someone of your blood or your descendent will ever be able to

wear them. Your decedents will also be able to store their own power in the rings,

and use the power already stored in it too.” she continued. 2

This gift was indeed valuable, I would be passing it on to my pups and they theirs

and so on. I put them on and feel the power as they activate, bonding to my DNA

absorbing the leavings of my magic. My feeling of foreboding earlier making me

grateful for them, I would be making sure to start storing excess magic and

energy into them. I truly felt it was going to be needed.

I look up at K as s andra “Will you help me replace a way to thank your mother for such

a precious gift?” I ask her.

“That you like her gift will be payment enough for her.” says Bella.

“My mom loves giving gifts. The fact that she’s not been able to give you even

one gift, in the last eighteen years, has been weighing on her since dad first found

you.” says Ka ss an dra.

“None of you are at fault for not knowing about me. I hope your mom likes me.” I

say, blushing with my last words.

“We know that….but at the same time…”Ka ss starts then trails off.

“At the same time we feel guilty.” Asher filled in.

“Why?” I asked them.

“Because we’re your siblings, we’ve grown up knowing love from our parents,

while you, were being tortured by those claiming to be your parents.” said Nathen,

his face angry and sad at the same time. “If you would have been raised with

us…” he trails off.

“I might have know their love, but I might not have the power, or the connections I

do now to help stop this coming war against the Black Magic Coven.” I say to him

softly. They all looked at each other

at my words, each varying expressions of frustration at the truth my words

offered. “It’s ok now.” I tell them. “Your here now and I’m free of those people, I

now have all of you and my mate.” I remind them. “I am truly happy right now with

what I have been given these last few days.”

Damien squeezes me to him and kisses my temple, I look up and smile at him,

then I kiss his cheek, getting a smile from him. “Well what do we want to do after

lunch.” I asked Damien. 2

“I want to see your wolf!” says Cathel excitedly.

I laugh amused “Ok we’ll go back to the Training grounds after this and I’ll let

Xena out.” I tell him

“Yes!” was his excited response, causing a round of laughter from the others.

“I want to meet your Kitsune.” This was from Asher, when I look at him he says. “I

only caught a glimpse, but what I saw was cool.” He shrugs, blushing.

Laughing softly, I say. “I will transform into my Kitsune form as well.” I tell him with

a smile. Everyone finished the last bites of food on their plates and we get up and

head back to the training arena, once there everyone gathers around me and

Damien. I look up at Damien an ask “Are you shifting too?”

“It’s been a while since Zane has been with Xena, he wants out with her.” He tells

me.

Turning forward I say “For those uncomfortable with nudity, shield your eyes.”

Damien and I start striping so we can shift.

“Why would we need…to…oh…” That was Nathen, as he trailed off his face a

bright red, he turns around and faces his brothers, Ka ss and Bella. “What are you

doing?” he asked the others.

“Watching her shift.” said Ka ss, her tone dry.

“But she’s naked!” he says in a distressed tone.

“Of course she is, Werewolves can’t shift in their clothes without shredding them.”

Bella said, her tone as dry as Ka ss andra’s. She then pointed to the other

Werewolves who were also stripping to change. Nathen’s blush deepens, but

once we were striped we quickly shifted, minimizing poor Nathen’s exposure to

our nudity. 3

Xena was excited to be out next to Zane. We looked at Zane, he was a powerful

wolf, bigger then all the others here. I was only slightly smaller than the

Mountainmovers, they were big wolves. Sitting, Xena was six foot eight. Zane’s

fur was a dark black with a red undercoat. He was looking at Xena intensely.

Studying her, his tail switching back and forth slowly.

Then Zane gets up and starts nuzzling Xena’s neck, making her let out a rumble

of pleasure. Zane circles around Xena, rubbing upon her as he does, marking her

with his scent. Then he licks her face, then nuzzles his cheek along hers, Settling

around her in a hug of sorts, and Xena leans into him, accepting and returning his

affection.

“Wow! You look amazing! Your so big!” came Cathel’s excited voice. “That mark

on your hip is so cool, and your fur is so pretty. I didn’t know your wolf could wear

jewelry, the rings are even there on your paws.” We look down, ‘Yup there they

are.’ “Your tail is so fluffy and the black is sparkling too!” Cathel

had made us feel wonderful with his complements. We thought ourselves

beautiful, but it was still nice to hear when others thought so too.

I look over at Ka ss and Bella, they were looking at and petting their mates wolves.

Kian’s wolf was named Logan and Galen’s wolf was named Darius. Both were a

fiery red, and obviously happy to receive their mates attention. The boys were

looking at all the Werewolves around them with looks of fascination. Then Cathel

asked another question.

“What’s your Lycan form look like?” his tone was full of excited curiosity.

Smiling on the inside I mind link the others, “Want to show off your Lycans?” I

asked them.

To answer my question Darien and his wolf Axel started to change first, Serenity

and her wolf Diana, transforming with him a second later. The next to change

was, Xander and his wolf Bronx, Beatrice and her wolf Felicity, the twins and their

wolves. Victor and his wolf Vash transformed in unison with Jaxon and his wolf

Bruno. 2

Then Xena and I along with Damien and Zane transformed. We towered over my

siblings in this form. “Wow!” was Cathel’s response to our transformation.

“I take it you like this form?” I asked him, our voice had a growl to it, but my tone

was kind.

“Yes! This one is pretty too! Look at all those sparkling lights in your fur. Do you

call that hair or fur?” he asks pointing and my ‘hair’.

“We call it hair, even though it’s made up of fur.” We explain in that kind, but

growling, tone of voice.

“Can I touch it?” he asked me, his eyes pleading.

This caused us to laugh, which sounds kind of strange in the growling voice of a

Lycan. We kneel down so Cathel can reach our head and touch our ‘hair’. He ran

his little hand over one section of ‘hair’ “Oh wow it’s really soft.” he said in wonder,

then he starts to look around at the others. Taking in their different colors and

sizes. 2

I stand back up, watching his joy and fascination with our Lycan forms. Then I felt

my mate run his claws through my hair, causing a shiver to go down my spine. He

wraps us up from behind, with both of his, long thickly muscled arms around my

waist, pulled our back to his front. Then he nuzzles his muzzle into my neck,

nipping at that spot where my neck meets my shoulder. A purring like rumble was

drawn from us at the pleasure we felt.

His rumbly growl in return did nothing to cool the fire he was igniting within us.

Mind linking our mate we say “There are pups present my darling” 2

He growls “Tonight mate, you will be all mine.” the carnal promise in those words,

were like a nuclear bomb to my hormones, causing us to release a whimper.