Werewolf’s Heartsong novel Chapter 130

Chapter 130

Alora’s POV

I’m back in the basement, the one that I’ve seen far to much of as a child. I hated this place, why did my mind have to bring me back here. I was chained in a standing position to the support beams above me. Then I hear it, the distinctive whistle of the whip flying through the air, I keep myself from crying out. My screams had only ever excited him. I knew he was dead, but trapped in this nightmare it didn’t matter. 3

Over and over again the blows come, I fight the pain as it tears open my flesh, leaving long deep gashes in my back. Finally he stops, panting, he wasn’t exactly fit for a Werewolf, thank the Goddess. Then it comes, like it always did, his hands in my wounds smearing the blood, digging his fingers in, for more visit :- www.noveljar.com I couldn’t hold back the cry of pain this time. Goddess please let me out of this nightmare.

“I can make it all stop.” he would whisper. “All you have to do is obey me and give me what I want.”

“Never!” I’d screamed at him.

This had always made him angry, so he slapped me, busting my lip, another slap more blood from my lip and now my nose, then another, this one causing my ears too ring. “Your nothing but a whore!” he snarled. “You should be happy to let me have what I want.” I’d spit my blood in his face. Roaring he grabbed up the whip and he went at it again, till I had no strength and I just hung there limp, nearly unconscious.

“You stupid whore, maybe next time you’ll know to obey me.” was his parting shot before going back up the stairs. Silent tears make there way down my cheeks as my body burns with pain from every nerve ending. 3

Then I hear it….Damien’s voice. “Alora, Starlight, baby please wake up, he can’t touch you any more, he can’t touch you.” His distress calls me from the nightmare, making it fade. I come to in Damien’s arms, tears tracking down my face, I was covered in sweat. “Damien.” my voice is hoarse and my throat hurt.

“Starlight! You’re awake, finally.” He clutches me close and rocks me back and fourth. for more visit :- www.noveljar.com I feel guilty about the distress my nightmares were causing him. 2

“I’m sorry.” I tell him.

“Don’t, don’t apologize, it’s not your fault you have these nightmares and this trauma, it’s theirs. Goddess I’m glad their dead, I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from tearing them to pieces if they were still alive.” He was talking about Bettina and Allister.

This is not the only nightmare I’ve had this week, the first one stared Bettina, Damien had been pulled into that one with me. Those times seemed to be the hardest on him, reliving the specifics with me. For this one, he was left outside the dream only able to observe the stress this nightmares caused my body. Damien had been pulled into another one earlier this week.

That one had made both Damien and me glad for the protection spell on my womb, it would prevent Sarah from doing to me what she did in that nightmare.

Damien’s POV

I woke up to Alora crying out in her sleep when I touched her this time, I wasn’t pulled into her nightmare like I had her others. Her body was covered in sweat and her breathing labored. They had started coming nearly every night since the ultrasound telling us we would have twins. Her adoption ceremony was in two day’s. I needed to find a way to get her to sleep through the night.

This stress was terrible for a pregnant she wolf, and when she came out of her nightmares, her emotions would always turn to guilt. She would feel guilty for suffering nightmares, the only reason she had them was because of the trauma she suffered. None of it was her fault, and I would tell her

over and over until she could finally accept that truth. (4)