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Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzyizzyn Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Darien’s POV

After our orders were taken we settle down to wait for our food and drinks. Then

Elder Silas had put that brief case on the table. Telling my father about the paper

work inside. Then my father turns to Alora. With every word Alora loses color.

We’re all looking in their direction because of the information given.

Because of the Will left by her grandfather, Alora is now the owner of the most

historic property of all the Northern Continental Wolves. As she is signing and

initialing in her new name I noticed something was wrong. She’s not saying

anything. The expression on her face is frozen, and she’s too pale.

Enter title…

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After she signed it all, the only thing

she said was “I’m free.” I heard the shock in that voice, the hesitant belief. Then

she looks at me. Her eyes are glassy, she looks like she’s about to break. “I’m

finally free.” is the last sentence to pass her lips before she’s falling out of her

chair, Serenity lets out a startled scream as I jump out of my own chair to catch

Alora, my father on her other side.

My father sits on the floor to cradle her against his chest. My mom kneels down

next to him. “Oh the poor girl, how much has she gone through that freedom

makes her faint.” she asks tears in her voice. “I don’t know my dear, but she’ll be

protected now.” responded dad.

“How do we bring her back around?” asks Serenity. “We have the last of our

Tournament fights after the break.” she reminds me. Cr ap! The fights! Alora would

be so p issed if we

missed them. I think of something, I turn to my mate and I kissed her, forcing

myself to keep it light and not drown in a fire of need.

“I’ll be right back I need to run across the street real quick.” I tell her as I jump up

and run out of the restaurant. There is one thing I know will work, and it’s so

simple. Coffee, organic dark roast with cin na mon and nutmeg, lightened with a

vanilla flavored c oconut milk creamer and several scoops of sugar. I get to the

shop and buy the coffee.

I rush into the restaurant and kneel down next to my dad. I open the lid on the

coffee and waive it under her nose, her nose starts twitching, “This

should bring her back.” I tell everyone. It’s not much longer, then I see a smile

form on her face. “See, I told you it would do the trick.” I turned to Serenity,

gloating a little.

“How did you know that would work?” she asks. “Because she’s addicted to

coffee, but not just any coffee, the snob has to have organic dark roast.” I tell her.

Alora stirs, my parents are relived and glad she’s awake and tell her so. Then she

makes that comment, that same one she uses to defend her coffee preference.

“Well someone has to tell Darien, I’m not a coffee snob. I just have high standards

for good coffee.” I look down, right into her eye before enunciating one word.

“Snob.” with a straight face. I hear a snort next to me.

My mate slaps both her hands over her face and brakes into a fit of giggles. It

makes me smile. This she wolf is so beautiful, I can’t wait till I have her all to

myself. I had plans that involved us staying in bed for a month. D amn she makes

me so hard,

I felt like my d ick was going to shatter any moment, my wolf wasn’t doing much

better. He’s been howling to claim his mate since this morning.

The touches and kisses we’ve been able to claim so far were not enough. And

fighting only made me more eager to claim her, especially when she kicked a ss.

Goddess her a ss, so perfect and round with the right amount of bounce and sway

as she walked. I could feel myself dripping out of my tip a bit.

S hit, that was the last thing I need, a wet spot show casing exactly how needy for

my mate I am. Not that anyone couldn’t smell it, we are werewolves after all, a

heightened sense of smell was a given. Doing math equations and reciting the

duties of an Alpha had me calming down enough I could sit comfortably

during lunch.

I look up and my dad is staring at me with a smirk on his face. The old ba stard

knows exactly what I’m going through, then he looks at my mother and I look

away. I’ve heard them plenty of times through their bedroom wall to know they still

had a very active sex life. Not something I wanted to think about while eating. The

thought of mom and dad getting it on helps take care of the rest of my erection. I

start thinking about the fight ahead.

We were to be in our half forms this time around. This form was not easy to hold.

It took dedication and discipline to fight in this form. The half form was stronger

and built for battle. For the fighters who had mastered this form this portion of the

tournament would be there last chance to make it up in the ranks.

Alora hasn’t trained with the rest of the Alpha Class in her half form. 3

She had trained with our Pack’s top warriors in that form, only the Seniors Alpha

Class Fighters trained with the Pack Warrior’s normaly. This year dad had the

pack’s elite Training Master working with us. Master Brock Stonemaker was a big

powerful wolf. He was trained with dad and his Beta by his father. He became

Training Master when his father had retired.

His entire line had passed the position from Father to son since the First Alpha.

They would add new techniques as they were discovered. They were always

improving, saying “The world halts for no one.” meaning we needed to adjust as

the world continued to change. He had trained Damien before he had left for the

University. I knew he was sad to see one of his favorite students go.

But I watched how ecstatic he became at being told he would be Alora’s trainer,

having already met Alora by then. I knew his excitement was because of how

closely she resembled the First Alpha. Then when she had her blood test done,

proving her a Heartsong, he beamed with pride like he knew it all along, declaring

“I knew it! She’s always been special.” in a boastful tone. She was my best friend,

I’ve always know she was special.

I’m glad my mate likes her, it means Alora has one more friend. Then I look at my

mates brothers, three more friends, she now has three more friends. Good. She

deserves it. For years I’ve stayed by her side, and for years I have watched her

pain. So much pain. All those times I would smell fresh blood, all those times she

would walk, stand or sit funny. Yet I have never seen her br eak….un til

today. But then, after all she’s been through, and that’s with just what she’s told

me, and what I’ve found out on my own, she was due for one.

I don‘t understand how Xena was able to do what she did for Alora, but I was

grateful for it. When she woke back up she was put back together, but changed. It

was a good change, I could sense that much, and now she was free from her

parents and sister. We just had to go with her to collect her things after our last

match.

Thinking of the matches has me thinking of my mate. “I wonder what her half form

looks like” Axel said. Making me think about it too. She’d be covered in all that

vibrant red fur. Her wolf was powerful, so I had no doubt that power would make

itself visible in her half form as well. Oh and the curves that form would have. I

growl softly thinking about it. Oops,

must not think such carnal thoughts in the middle of a restaurant sitting with your

parents, I think to myself.

“She‘ll be magnificent” I couldn’t help but reply to Axel. I’m glad I needed to focus

on my match, otherwise I’ll have blue balls the size of my head by the time I get

home because of how much I desire my mate. Maybe I can talk her into staying

the night at the pack house I wonder. I have my own suite of rooms away from my

parents, and we’re both of age now. Sh iti needed to get my head out of the

bedroom

Lucky for me the food had arrived, and that took my focus away from carnal

pleasures to be had with a mate. I look around at everyone, taking in their

expressions, listening to their words and thinking. Then I look back at Alora, I see

a smile on

taking in their expressions, listening to their words and thinking. Then I look back

at Alora, I see a smile on her face. She’s happy now, that’s good. But she could

be happier, she could be with a mate. I wonder who the Goddess would bless to

have Alora as his mate. “Who ever they are they better treat her as she

deserves.” I say to myself.

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