Werewolf’s Heartsong

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 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

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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.