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Chapter 85

Alora’s POV

Damien holds me against his chest as he begins his tail about Lucian Blackfire. “It

was said that Lucian Blackfire was a hard hearted, and powerful wolf, who had a

heart of stone that none could cr ack. Lucian began a quest, to be the strongest

Alpha, of all the Clans on and around the Moon Mountain Volcano. It is said his

power had been born of the Volcanos fire and lightning elements, and that he

could harness them.” his voice was deep and soothing. 2

I could listen to him speak forever. “Legend says when he was angry, the Volcano

would rumble and the ground would shake. He went and conquered each Clan,

one by one. Never finding his mate among any of the Clans he conquered. He

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was uniting each Clan he conquered under one Pack, with him as the Alpha.

Each Clan kept their Alpha, they where just titled Clan Alpha, with Lucian Blackfire

being named, Pack Alpha.” 2

The others were just as entranced by this story as I was. “One day, Lucian was

walking through the forest surrounding the Heartsong lands. Lucian had left the

Heartsongs for last, because it had been foretold to him, that the Heartsongs

possessed the Goddesses blessing and protection. Wanting to see if this was true

for himself he went alone to scout their lands, to see if he could find a truth to this.

While in the forest, he heard a song.”

Damien pauses in the story, he rubs his cheek on my head and squeezes me

tightly to him for a moment, then he continues with the Legend. “The song was

said to have wrapped him up in an unbreakable hold, and led him straight to his

fated. He stumbled upon a violet eyed, black haired beauty, sitting by a river

singing. It’s said he stood there, watching, listening to her sing till after the sun

set. Then watched as thousands of stars started to t winkle through her hair, and

she was donned in a crown and bracers with intricately knotted designs on them.”

He nuzzles my neck, causing a shiver of arousal to spark through me. ‘Goddess’

it felt so good when he did that. “It was said that he became the conquered wolf

the moment he heard her first note. Wrapping around his soul, binding his spirit to

hers. When Lucian approached the female he went down on one knee in front of

her, and for the first time in his life, begged for something. Her name, and her

acceptance.”

Damian had taken one arm from around my waist so he could play with my hair,

occasionally nuzzling my neck. “It’s said that she asked him what he would give

up, if he ever had to, in order to be with her. He told her, he would give up

everything he owned, he’d give her his life, soul, spirit, heart and blood to be hers.

After hearing the sincerity in his voice, knowing the words came from his entire

being, the female accepted his claim as her mate.”

Damien placed a gentle kiss on my mark, sending sparks through my blood

stream. “Finding out she was the Clan Alpha of the Heartsongs was a shock to

Lucian. To prove his willingness to give everything to her, he swore loyalty to her.

With Lucian by her side, she became the First Alpha of Alpha’s, while Lucian

remained Alpha of the Moon Mountain Pack. It’s said when the couple died at age

nine hundred. They were found in their bed, his arms wrapped around her, they

had both passed away in their sleep.”

He squeezes me tightly to him again for a moment “Their bodies were burned

together, their ashes split between two places. One was at the Heartsong

Mansion, the other, here. It’s said that every few thousand years, the couple is

reincarnated. They always bare the same mating mark, the female, always a

Heartsong, the male, always a powerful Alpha.”

He shifts me sideways in his lap. slinging my legs over one of his, raising the

knee of his other leg to brace my back. With a hand on my cheek, he lifts my face,

and my eyes meet his gaze. “Now my mate, are you going to tell me what brought

on your questions?”

Damien’s POV

I suspected something was up when my mate had zoned out. Sitting there still,

with a glazed, not here, look to her eyes. It was only for a few moments, then she

had snapped back and started asking questions.

About a Legend I knew by heart and soul. It was a Legend I had first heard as a

small pup, and I had instantly felt a connection to it. I had started to want my own

Heartsong too. When I found Alora, our connection was instant, and the first time I

had caught her singing, was by the river.

Her voice had called me to her from the very first note. When I had found who

had been singing, I had been startled. It was my little rescued pup. Ever since I

met her, I refused to touch another female. Zane always felt calm and content in

her presence.

He’d also been extremely vocal in his protest of us leaving for the Alpha

University. It was only when we saw how much improvement training had done for

her will to live, over that last summer, had he quieted a little.

It was the reminder, that going away for more training, was the only way for us to

become one of the most powerful Werewolves, that had him reluctantly accepting

our leaving. The progress reports the only way to stay gone.

I’d begun to worry about my obsession with her, but I could never stop myself

from making sure she was at least alive, and hopefully ok. Then Darien had called

me one day, telling me Alora had been missing for days from school.

That had made both Zane and I howl, they had to be hurting our Starlight. I

wouldn’t believe she was dead. Fathers phone call and demand she be returned

to school the only thing that kept me from speeding back here as fast as I could.

Darien had told me she couldn’t stand enclosed places almost at all anymore.

That the rooms had to be large, or she had to be next to a window. Usually an

open one, weather permitting. It tore me to

pieces thinking about what they could have been doing to her.

Even though Matt had been the one fated for her at first, she was right to think

Matt had never truly been meant for her. She had always been meant for me. I

was her true mate, and I would have challenged Matt for her if he had accepted

her instead of rejecting her.

Now that I had her in my arms, I would give everything to stay by her side. I

hadn’t been able to stop loving on her, while telling them the Legend that I had

loved, so much so, it was embedded in my soul.

When I looked at the shape of our marks this morning I had been shocked. They

were exactly like the ones in the painting Dad had, of both Luna and Lucian. The

title Luna came from her name actually.

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A Luna was the Alpha Female of a Pack, my mother currently being the Alpha

Luna of Luna’s. My Alora will be inheriting that title from my mother. For some

reason I was sure my mate was always meant to bear the title of Alpha.

Holding her face in my hand, looking into her eyes, I waited for her to answer my

question. She says nothing at first, then reaches up and gently traces my mark

with her fingertips. It felt like she might as well have been stroking my c ock.

Her touch caused shocks to go from the mark straight to my throbbing shaft.

Hardening me impossibly further. If she wasn’t sitting in front of it, everyone would

have been able to see just how hard this female made me.

I had to focus hard to hear and understand her words. “I just had a vision of those

two.” this caught me by surprise.

“What kind of vision?” I ask her

“It was like a past memory. Lucian was holding Luna, they were standing there,

watching the sun set. Luna asked Lucian where he wanted his ashes. He told her,

that wherever her ashes were, his would be. That he would live for her till the day

the Goddess called them home at the same time.” she tells me. The second she

talked about it, I could hear and see the moment she was talking about, like it was

my own memory.

I look at her with a new realization. “They professed their love to each other, each

telling the other they would be together for all eternity.” I’m hearing the words they

said to each other as Alora talks about them. “As I was pulled back from the

memory he called her his….” she trails of and looks at me.

I finish it for her. “He called her his Starlight.” My voice was husky with emotion.

Then, unable to resist any longer, I kiss my mate, claiming her mouth with my own

in a deep kiss, my arm wrapped around her, crushing her to me. Her arms around

my neck, holding me just as tightly.

I felt my world shake, felt something snap into place. I could almost see our bond

stretch through time as again and again we found each other. A power opened up

within us, deep and primal.

The heartbeat of the Volcano, and the spirit of the Earth resonating inside us both.

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