Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

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
NOW IN
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 stupid about it, stupidity 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 sexy. Then seeing those silver marks on her skin, like
paint. The darker the silver, the deeper the wound. They were everywhere, I sob 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 cushion 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 flaps 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.