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Werewolf’s Heartsong novel Chapter 140

Chapter 140

Alora’s POV

Even though we had everything planned out, it felt like it took an eternity to finally get on the road that afternoon. We were a caravan of several Jeep’s and SUV’s. Attached to the Jeeps were trailers we were using to haul everyone’s bikes, so we could get around after we arrived.

Kass and Bella wanted to take us sight seeing once we got there. Darien and Serenity had made sure to pack their camera equipment into Serenity’s Jeep, I only packed my favorite Nokia to take pictures with, my phone’s camera was my back up.

Dad and mom were in an SUV with Cathel, Bryce and Daniel. Bulma, Tobias and Alex were in Tobias’s Jeep. Kian and Galen were in Galen’s Jeep with Kass and Bella. Jaxon and Victor were in Jaxon’s Jeep with Xander and Beatrice. Damien and I were in his seep with Asher and Nathen. Damien was in the drivers seat with me in the passenger next to him, the wind blowing in through the open windows and the top off, the air smelled fresh and sweet.

We had music going of course, the song we were currently listening to was ‘A Good Song Never Dies’ By Saint Model. I couldn’t help but thinking the lyrics had it right on the money, as did the name. With the sun shining and the wind in my face, I couldn’t help but smile, I was so happy at the moment. We’d met up with my fathers escorts on the way out of our Pack Territory, they were in two big black Suburbans. 2

I was absolutely convinced the SUV’s were modified, they could not be normal. They looked reinforced, probably had bullet proof glass and protection wards imbedded in their construction, just like my father’s SUV. It made me think that they were just a little paranoid in my father’s protection. But with the Black Magic Coven gathering their power again…..maybe those upgrades were not such a paranoid idea. 2

I didn’t realize I had started to frown until Damien said something about it. “You were smiling so brightly just a moment ago, what has taken your smile and turned it into a frown mate?” he asked me.

I turn my head away from the window and look at him, he was facing forward, watching the road as he drove. He glanced at me for a second before his eyes returned to the road. I knew he would wait patiently for my answer. “I was thinking about all the modifications to my dad’s SUV and the ones done to his protection detail.” I told him.

He frowns, he stays silent as he thinks a moment. “Your wondering if we shouldn’t be adding those modifications to our vehicles?” his question was more of a statement.

I nod my head “Yes.” I say.

“Is it because of the Black Magic Coven.” Asher asks, he had been listening having looked up from the book he had been reading. It was the tome that had requested to go with him from the Willow Tree Library.

 

I nod again “Yes.”

“They have you worried?” Nathen asked.

I seemed to have been read so easily by everyone in this Jeep, this time I don’t nod, I just simply said again “Yes.”

Damien takes one hand off the wheel and reaches over to lace his fingers through mine, the comfort from his touch was instant. “I’ll be right here by your side through whatever comes our way.” he said, his voice firm, his love for me coming through our bond to wrap me in it’s warmth. “If you want to add reinforcements and modifications to our vehicles, I will help you have it done.”

I’m smiling again, grateful to have such a caring and understanding male as my mate. “Thank you my love.” I tell him, my voice a little husky with my emotions. O

His smile is soft and his eyes warm as he says, “I love you my Starlight.” in a husky voice.

I could feel my smile go soft and loving, I could feel my eyes fill with the warmth of my love. “I love you too my darling mate.” my voice husker with these words.

“I’m suddenly reminded of mom and dad.” Asher says dryly.

“Same.” Nathen replied in a tone just as dry as Asher’s. O

I look at them with narrowed eyes “And is that such a bad thing?” I asked them, my tone daring them to say it was.

Asher looks amused and gives me a half smile. “When I was younger I used to be embarrassed by their blatant affection for each other.” he says.

My look turned curious.”Now?” I asked.

 

He draws in a deep breath and lets it out on a sigh, when he meets my gaze his face has a serious look on it. “Now….I hope I have a mate that looks at me the way you do Damien….the way mom looks at dad.” he falls silent, but I wait for him to speak again. I had a feeling he wasn’t done with his explanation. “More…. I want to be a mate that deserves to have that look given to me.” 2

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I smile at him, my brother didn’t realize it, but he was as much a romantic as our father was. “You’ll make a great mate to your fated mate.” I tell him, my tone firm with that belief.

“Mates.” Damien said.

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