Chapter 115
Damien’s POV con’d
I was thinking over all Zane had said as Alora pulled us off in the direction of the willow, once at the base of the tree, she reaches up and pushes on a very distinctive knot in the tree, and a barley perceptible door opened leading inside the tree, to a massive library, that spiraled up and up. 2
The tree was a hollowed out circle in the center, the book shelves lining the ‘walls’ from a the ‘floor’ of the tree to the ceiling. Each single story level of shelves had wide wrap around balconies in front of it, with four ladders that were attached to the shelves and slid side to side for each. 2
This place had magic in every single nook and cranny. I saw a painting of Lucian and Luna cuddling on the bench out front, in a cut out of the first floor shelving right across from the door way. It felt like this place had been dormant for a while and was sad about it. There was a large carved circle of magic in the middle of the floor, I wondered what the spell was for.
I hadn’t known this place existed, when she said the mansions library, I had assumed she meant the three story library, that was actually in the mansion. How had this come to be here, Alora had let go of my hand when we got in here. I look around at the shelves as she goes up the single massive back and
forth stairway that went all the way to the top balcony, she stopped at the third floor. O
Looking at the cases I noticed all the shelves had carvings etched into them, as did the few rectangle top tables set in front of the few couches, with two chairs one on each end of the tables. There were only ten of these seating areas. Lucian and Luna’s carvings continued in here on these shelves, and on one of the seating sets, the others looked similar, but each carving was different.
That’s when I noticed the pattern, for each floor there was a painting of a couple, each one had different names, and sometimes the male had blue or green eyes, but otherwise they all looked almost exactly like Lucian and Luna, like Alora and I, with those same mating marks.
One table for each floor, one painting for each floor, the carvings belonging to the couples in each painting. The first floor represented our first life, the other floors after, represent all of our past reincarnations, where we met and mated.
That means their will be one more floor, created for me and Alora, one more seating set, with our own carvings. Looking around this floor I see other paintings, they show the couples in all of their shifted forms. Stepping closer to the center of the room, but not in the circle of magic, being cautious of it.
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I take a look at each floor. Each floor had the same type of painting in the same spot as the floor below them, there was nearly no difference between the shifted forms in each of their reincarnations, the differences kept to our human forms.
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I didn’t realize I had backed into the circle, till it started to glow. I looked down studying the circle, feeling like I needed Alora on this circle with me. She had come down and stood in front of the circle, a large and really old Magic Tome under one arm.
I hold out my hand to her, she doesn’t hesitate, she joins me in the circle grabbing my hand. A deep bell sounded in the air around us, three deep chest vibrating gongs. Then there was shaking as the tree shifted, growing another floor, and another seating set appeared on this floor.
On the top floor that appeared, were shelves, paintings of Alora and I appearing, the ladders and an addition to the stairway. There were also so many books appearing to cover most all the new shelves. Once done the glow disappeared.
“Our past selves put magic into the circle, when we first step onto the circle, the library will grow by another story with every one of our mated reincarnations.” she said. “After, it’s just to feed magic to the tree or to transport us to it’s seedlings.”
“However much blood you need from me my lady Starlight it is yours.” I tell her with a smile to my face. She looks at me with a half smirk on her face and a quick laugh.
Alora and I turn to look at him. “Ask away.” I tell him making sure to keep my tone gentle, this boy was
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I'm really enjoying the story but the overuse of "my mate" starts to get old. Also, I understand that it isn't a final edited copy but lot of grammatical and spelling errors that I'm coming across on all the chapters. Is there someone editing this? Is there a way to remove the update references?...