Werewolf’s Heartsong

Chapter 82

Damien’s POV con’d

We all laughed at Sarah, running away screaming, and had calmed down as another she wolf walked

into the training arena. She was as tall as my Starlight, and had a dark caramel colored skin. With a Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

broad curvy, tightly muscled body. 10

Her hair was long, down to her hips, extremely thick and all white. Her eyes were a icy white blue with

a deep dark blue rim. Her cheeks were high and sharp. She had to be around my age or maybe a year

or two older.

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She smelled like snow and pine, the wind blowing her scent our way. (This novel will be daily updtaed

at www.noveljar.com)There was also a mysteriously feline scent to her. Master Brock next to me had

gone absolutely still and was staring at this she wolf in shock.

The she wolf had a powerful air around her. But her demeanor was kindness and calm. I had a feeling

that would completely disappear if she felt the need to fight and defend. She seemed naturally kind, but

she was definitely a brutal fighter.

Although I already expected I knew who this was, it was best to have clarification. “What’s you name?”

I ask, but it was an Alpha’s demand. 2

She smiles at us, and Master Brock jerks again, as if physically hit with that smile. “My name is

Samantha Arctic Bearhunter, but everyone back home called me Sam.” her voice was a naturally husky

alto.

So I was right, this was the new wolf that had transferred into the Pack. She’s already seen Dad, I can

feel it now, that faint feeling that tells you who is a fellow Pack member. She’s already made the

transfer and dad sent her here. Alone. My father was turning into a meddler in his growing age. The old

man.

“Do you have a cat?” this was asked by Victor. Was that why I smelled feline?

“I guess you could say that.” she says slightly hesitant. “My Dad is an Arctic Werewolf, while my mom,

his fated mate, is a Siberian Tiger shifter.” she says, causing us to all look at her in astonishment. 3

Siberian Tiger shifters were large, mean killing machines. To go piss one off, was to invite a brutal

bloody and painful death. That explains her aura, she may be cute and adorable now, but if you caught

this tiger by it’s tail, expect to be eviscerated. Alora’s littlest brother was jumping in excitement.(This

novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com) He literally bounced in front of her with his excitement.

“High my names Cathel, that’s my sister Alora and her mate Damien. Alora’s only my half sister and is

a Vampire Werewolf Hybrid, me and my other sister and my brothers are Vampire Witch Hybrids. So

what do you have? A Wolf and Tiger form both or is it a combination of the two? And do you have any

brothers and sisters?” he says in a long stream 10

Kass, Bella and Asher all three had their palms to their foreheads. The rest of his brothers were

shaking their heads. Alora was trying to suppress her giggles. Beatrice, Xander, Darien and Serenity

were laughing, and Master Brock was just staring at her as if she was the most fascinating thing in the

world to him right now.

Sam laughed indulgently at Cathel’s stream of questions. ” I have a wolf and a tiger both. But I also

have a melded form of both. I am also the youngest of eighteen, I have six older sisters and eleven

older brothers.” she tells the boy. I was absolutely shocked, who has eighteen kids? “Tigers tend to

produce two to three children at a time, my twin brother is older than me by a second.” she says 2

Then Alora’s twin brothers say “We‘re twins.” in unison, catching this new wolfs attention.

Alora giggled at my side, I looked down at her and she looks up at me, then I nod my head in Master

Brocks direction. She see’s how he’s acting and follows his gaze to our newest Pack member.

Her eyes switching back and forth for a moment. Then a wide bright smile spread across her face.

Then she looks at me, with mischief in her eyes, she turns around and approaches the Werewolf Tiger

Shifter Hybrid.

“Hi my name is Alora Luna Heartsong, Clan Alpha of the Heartsongs.” Samantha bowed respectfully at

Alora’s introduction.

“It’s an honor to meet you Clan Alpha Heartsong.” She greets my mate properly.

Alora points at me “My mate Damien Moonstar Heartsong, our future Pack Alpha and Alpha of

Alpha’s.” she motions to me.

Samantha’s eyes widen at my title and name. She gave me a bow of respect “I’m honored to meet you

Alpha Damien Heartsong.” another respectful greeting.

“I’d also like you to meet our top Training Master of the Pack.” Alora says, then she grasps the female

by her wrist and brings her to stand in front of Mater Brock, who was still staring at her like she was

an illusion who would disappear if he blinked. 2

“This is our Master Trainer Brock Stonemaker.” Alora tells her.

Samantha lights up like a Christmas tree. “The Master Trainer Brock Stonemaker? Brock Heartsong

Stonemaker?” she asks.

Her question like a shot through me. Wait….Heartsong? Alora’s eyes snapped to Master Brock.(This

novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com) “Yes I am Brock Heartsong Stonemaker.” he tells her

softly. “I haven’t had anyone call out my second given name in a really long time.” he says.

“Wait…but wouldn’t that make you part of my Clan?” asks Alora

“When Felecia and I met, I swore into her Clan with her. At the time it was because I couldn’t see

myself serving Bettina as my Clan Alpha. But since Felecia and our pup were killed in that explosion,

my bond to her Clan was severed. I’ve been a lone Pack wolf for a long time now.” his voice husky with

remembered pain.

Samantha is looking up at him with wide eyes, the wind has changed. She says in wonder “Mate.”

stunned.

He nods at her, “I never thought the Goddess would gift me with another.” he says, his voice soft, his

tone stunned.

Her face is sad for a moment “But why wouldn’t she?” she asks him.

“Because I couldn’t save Felicia and our unborn pup, she was days away from delivering, I never

should have let her shop alone when she was that far along.” he says, his voice pain filled and guilt

ridden. Survivors guilt, I’ve seen a few wolves deal with it. 3

“It wasn’t your fault Old Man, it was a freak robbery gone wrong, there was no way on this earth could

you have seen that coming unless you were a Clairvoyant, and even then, some times they’re wrong.” I

tell Brock. (2)

“I read the news article on it.” said Samantha, surprising us, we all turn to her in question. She blushes,

then looking at Master Brock she says. “I’ve also been following your career since you took over for

your father. I became a Master Strategist Trainer, adding it to being a Battle Historian, with the hopes

that I could one day work beside you and your family.” she says. 2

Now Brock is blushing, he clears his throat. “If you don’t mind me asking, how old are you?” Master

Brock was only in his forties.

Werewolves can live up to nine hundred years, with the average at around seven hundred and sixty

years old, before the Moon Goddess Calls them home. Most remain fertile until their three hundredth

year.

A mates heat, it’s purpose basically guarantees pregnancy, happens in six month intervals, except

during pregnancy, until around their fiftieth year. Then it happens only about every five years, till around

a mates hundredth year. Then it happens even more sporadically after that. Heats will completely stops

around a mates three hundredth year.

Our physical aging actually halts in between age twenty three to thirty six, depending on your bodies

prime condition, it wasn’t until you hit about five hundred and eighty to six hundred years old before you

started to age again, then it takes about every two to four decades, between gradually aging.

Werewolves when they reach their deathbed usually look like a very healthy human seventy, we

retained most of our muscle mass and fitness because we always trained.

No mater the age, unless there was a disability that prevented that, but it was very rare for that to

happen. Witches tended to live till they were about eight hundred years old, and Vampires on average

reached nine hundred. O

Witches aged like Werewolves did, theirs just started about a hundred years later, and taking a decade

or two longer in between once it accelerated. Vampires even older by two to three hundred years, with

fifty to sixty years in between their accelerated aging. (3)

This meant even though this new Pack member looked to be my age, she could in fact be older. The

way she was blushing had me curious, the way she said what she had making me think I was off about

her age.

“I’m a hundred and three years old.” she says. Ok….so I was off by more than a few years. (This novel

will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)”It was the reason I decided to leave my Pack, I’m this old

and have only just now met my mate.” she tells us, surprising us further

“Most of my generation and younger are migrating to other Packs to search for Mates, and our Pack is

opening up to Transfers and other shifters.” she tells us “Most of my parents generation only found

mates with other shifter breeds.” she pauses a moment.

“Our Pack Alpha said it’s the Goddesses way of telling us we needed new blood, so he told those of us

who wanted to explore to apply for transfers, we would have to chose ourselves if they would be

temporary or permanent. But he wants us all to be able to find our fated mates.” she looks at Brock.

“When I put in for my transfer, I requested here and sent my portfolio with it. I didn’t expect that I would

get a job offer that matched my degrees, but the Alpha sounded excited about my education and fast

tracked the transfer, it went through three days ago.” she said, her smile for Brock had Brock staring in

wonderment at her “I’m so glad I did now, the Alpha’s plan worked, I found my mate.” 2

Alora motioned to me, and got all the others attention too, gesturing for us all to leave, and we all

quietly sneak, if a group this big could sneak, out of the arena, leaving the two Trainers alone. 2