Werewolf’s Heartsong novel Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Alpha Andrew’s POV Con’d

We are all cringing in sympathetic pain. Boris clears his throat. “I believe, Andrew, that your son’s mate, has thoroughly taught my son a lesson.” His mate looks up at him, her face has a multitude of expressions, like she couldn’t decide what to think at this point, but she wasn’t angry anymore, in fact I think she was feeling almost the same as her mate. I look at mine, the look is hesitant.

“I think…that I should agree with Boris on this dear, what about you?” looking at Boris and Lissanna I nod in affirmation. “I will still be giving him a lecture, I want to make sure he knows well how badly he messed up.” said Lissanna. “So he doesn’t ever

make this mistake again?” asked my mate. “Exactly that Ember.” Lissanna agrees. We fall silent for a while watching the rest of the Elite’s battle.

It got interesting, the top two ranking wolves were twins, and Serenity’s brothers. The Boy’s were too evenly matched, this resulted in a tie between them. When it came to battling her brothers for the top two ranks, Serenity forfeited, saying she was content with third rank. Looking at her I believe if she truly wanted to, she could have probably won first rank.

But to do that she would have to cause injury to her brothers, and I sensed that was something that little she-wolf couldn’t stand the thought of, looking at her brother’s I get the same sense. They wouldn’t ever hurt their sister in that way. Training was one thing, an actual battle was

another.

Ember pulls my arm and is pointing at the screen. Now that the Elite Class human fights were over, it was time for the Alpha class. “Look at Alora’s picture dear.” I look up and I’m shocked. Alora is always in lose track pants and large hoodies, even in the middle of the worst heat of summer she would stay covered. But in this picture she’s not.

She’s in what looks like perfectly fine athletic shorts, they went to mid thigh, her top looked like any other sports top most of my female warriors wore to train in. I was just in shock of seeing her dressed like anyone of those other warrior she wolves instead of covered up completely for the first time. But that wasn’t the only thing different.

She was pictured standing in my

favorite fighters pose. One taught to me as a pup during my training, one I taught my boys, and the one I taught her. All her long hair pulled back out of her face in one high tail. Her eyes were glittering with her internal strength, an Alpha’s glare. When had she developed that look? This was not the little girl pup I’ve known, this was an Alpha she-wolf. O

I look at Xena, she’s braced in a standing attack position. Her long claws spread, her head low. Her muzzle forward, her mouth drawn back in a fierce snarl showing all her long, shiny, white fangs. Xena’s eye’s, a glowing lavender, had the same Alpha’s glare her human had.

The combination of both side by side was a powerful image. “Darien took those photo’s.” Ember states. I look down at my mate. “How do you know?” 2

She laugh’s, “Mate darling, our son has been taking photography courses at the University as one of his electives. He came home all excited one day telling me how he was getting to take the Alpha Class’s Tournament Day photo’s for the finals.” she says brightly. 2

“Alora must have taken his, she might not be in the class, but Darien shows her everything he’s learned. He told me if she’d been in the class she’d be the top student. He said her pictures are pure art.” she pauses. “Of course it helps they’re both very photogenic.” She’ say’s looking at both of there pictures.

I notice how good the other’s are, then I started to wonder. “Did he do any of the other class’s photo’s?” I ask my mate.

“He did the Elite Class. The Mid Level Class and the Reserve Level Class

Photo’s were done by another one of his class mates. They were both given permission to use them as Senior Projects for their Photography Finals.” I look at the Photo’s again, my wife handed me the Tournament Guide Booklet.

It has all the Seniors and their Tournament pictures. I flip through the program looking at the one’s my son had done. They were very good. “I would like to assume he aced his finals, these are amazing.” I say to Ember. Boris and Lissanna are looking at there own booklet nodding and making noises of appreciation.

We look up when we hear our son Darien’s name announced, he was up against Lexus Stonemaker. One of Boris’s nephews. Both of our eldest boys away at collage. They are at the top Alpha’s University, only strongest

of Alpha’s and Beta’s even complete their training at this school. Few able to complete all five years. Damien and Xander, however, were graduating First Rank.