Werewolf’s Heartsong novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150

Damien’s POV

My father said I would instantly like this Alpha and he was right, I did. The Alpha was only an inch taller than my six foot eight, but he felt larger than life, because he had such a big personality. When he asked my mate how she got to have her title, her response had surprised the Alpha. I couldn’t help saying aloud “It’s more than just long, what my mate has gone through, will make you angry Alpha.” I tell him.

His smile disappears, and a serious look came to his face. He gives us both assessing looks and seems to think, we all remain silent while he thinks, he looks to Sabastian. “If you wouldn’t mind me asking, why is your daughter’s story one I won’t like?” his voice was less booming, but still a loud rumble.

Sabastian sighs, and there was a sadness to it. “For the longest time, the Werewolf who bore me Alora, lied and said that she was dead. She had spells placed on Alora when she was just a new born that cut her off from her inner selves. They also kept me from being able to feel her life chain, so when I was presented with the evidence of a car crash, and the picture of a dead infant, a male infant, I believed her.” He tells the Alpha.

The Alpha has a dark look to his face now. “What kind of spells.” his voice was a growl.

“Black Magic.” Alora answers his question. I knew she was going for a neutral tone, but I could hear, and feel the suppressed anger behind those words.

The Alpha looks back at her. “How would your mother know how to use Black Magic?” Alpha Logan asks her.

“That female….was never my mother…she may have born me….but she was never my mother.” Alora says in a quiet voice, glaring at the ground, her tone was cold and angry. I felt her fury, was the opposite of her tone, it was fiery hot, a burning in her chest. Thoroughly laced throughout that anger, was pain…so much pain.2

I grab her hand, giving it a squeeze, it gets her attention, her gaze meets mine, and I feel her calm instantly. After a moment of staring, she smiles at me, love in her eyes again as she let go of her anger and fury. “She’s gone my Starlight, and I’m right here by your side.” I assure her through our mind link. I feel the comfort and warmth my words gave my mate, and I felt a scenes of pride at being able to give my mate that. 2

“I’m thinking I need you to tell me your whole story young Alpha, so I can avoid any more triggers.” Alpha Logan says, his voice a low boom, but his tone held compassion. This Alpha genuinely cared about the pain his words had caused my mate. O

She looks up at Alpha Logan, her look became sad, after a moment of thinking, she nods. The Alpha nods back and then gestures us to follow him, he leads us to a study that looked like my father’s. Only the wood was black, and the cushions on the furniture were in dark and pale light greys. They were a soft dove grey, like a cloud with just a touch of a storm.

The floor was white marble with glittering silver veins. The coffee tables in his sitting area were all glass tops on thick gunmetal gray frames. There was no fire going, but the temperature outside was a comfortable warmth. The Alpha had the windows, and the doors to his balcony open and the wind blowing in was making the white sheer curtains flutter around.

“I want to, I love you my darling mate.” she says. I lift her hand and place a kiss on it, making sure to wrap her up in the love I felt at her words.

The two wolves looked confused at first, then they fall silent as my mate starts to tell her story. She took them on an emotional rollercoaster with her story, by the time she was finished, the Alpha had gotten up to pace back and forth in front of his open balcony door. After a while he turns to look at us. “I have some questions.” he says to Alora.

She nods, accepting this, and he starts to pace again while talking. “I know, your Pack Alpha Andrew is our Alpha of Alpha’s, so he’s held to a very strict code of conduct, meaning his hands were tied when you were young. Only with a liberal amount of proof could he have gotten you away from your family, obviously that proof never presented itself to the Alpha. He also would have had to petition a warrant from the Werewolf Council to seek that proof, and he would only have been successful at that, if the victim were to come forward.” he says..

He stops. “I would have had just as much trouble, it would have been just the same situation for me. As Alpha’s you have to follow every letter of our Supernatural Law’s, we have to have evidence.” he fell silent, then turns to face her. “However, my question is, why did you never tell anyone?” He asked her, his voice holding his sadness.

My mate looks at him silently for awhile. “When I was little… I thought that I was somehow brining on their beatings…that if I behaved better… they wouldn’t do it anymore…that they would love me. As I got older…I was afraid of what my punishment would be if I ever told anyone…bringing any type of embarrassment to them…always resulted in me being punished. Then there was the fact that I never scarred… I thought…who would believe me…without any scarring as evidence. I decided I didn’t want to cause trouble for my Alpha and Luna…I didn’t want to ruin my friendship with Damien and Darien.”

I wrap my arm around her waist and tuck her up against my side, holding her close. “None of it was your fault, please tell me you know that?” The Alpha asked her, pain in his voice, pain he felt on her behalf.