Werewolf’s Heartsong novel Chapter 217

Darien was sad when Serenity had to go back to her section. Currently, he had het cin his lap with armis wrapped around her waist and was refusing to let go Burying his face in Serenity’s neck.
“But I don’t want to let go. Why can’t you stay here? It’s not fair” Darien said in such a childish way, Alora thought she was hearing a five year old pup instead of an eighteen year old Alpha wolf.
Serenity though, was giggling up a storm as Darien nuzzled his nose into the crook of her neck, tickling her. Serenity felt his real reluctance to separate through their already strengthening bond.
Darien smilest, koving the sound of Serenity’s laughter. fe could listen to it for the nest of eternity. Darien wanted to spend every day for the rest of their loves together, finding every way there was to make her smile did laugh
When Darien lifted his face from her neck, Serenity, tan a hand over one cheek lifting his face. Serenity’s gaze and the smile on her face was so warm and loving. Darien wanted to drown in that look. He burned that image into his mind, so he could never forget.
“T’ll be back up as soon as we get another recess.” Serenity Bold Darien, amusement in her sweet voice.
Darien touched his forehead to hers and let out a soulful sigh. “Okay”
With a smile Serenity kissed Dation gently on the lips, lingering a little to let him feel just how much she had already fallen for him. The growl Darien let out when she pulled away before the kiss could deepen further let Serenity know he got him message.
With a gigle, Serenity hopped off his lap and scampered away quickly, her brothers following behind her. They both had matching expressions of annoyance as they watched her behavior.
“Can’t you be more discreet?” Galen asked, his tone vaguely pleading
Serenity gicled again and shook her head vigorously, a huge smile on her face. Serenity said. “Nope,” in such a cheerful way her brothers could only look on with disgruntled expressions.
Alora let out a delighted laugh, entertained by Serenity’s interaction with her brothers, “I love that she’s the one you were fated to be with.” Alora said with a
smile.
“So am 1” Darien said, his gaze glued to Serenity even as she sat down in her seat. So ani 1* He repeated, feeling it needed to be said twice,
The lights in the stadium turned off again, the only lights left on were above the arena, where the fights were to take place. The four video screens, where the previous challenges and the results were displayed, are noy changed to list the remaining challenges by fighter class.
“We will now be entering into the Enforcer and Delta Class Rank advancement challenges. These fights will num longer as more than a few of the Enforcer and Delta Class fighters have issued their allotted two challenges. After the final Delta Class challenge, we will take another break, this time for an hour.” The announcer boomed over the sound system.
On the video screen, the challenge list shrank to the side till it was a continuously scrolling list, and a large side by side fighter statistics took up most of the screen. At the top of each fighters information, their picture switched between all the fighter’s forms. After the fighters for this match were announced the music started to play.
As soon as it did, Alora felt a pain start behind her left eye, and she immediately wisted to cover her ears, Darien looked down at Alora as soon as he heard the music and saw her strained expression. The song was, How Do You Like Me Now by Toby Keith. Listening to the lyrics, it did not seem appropriate for this kind of
battle.
Alora was grateful that the battle only lasted for half the song before it was over, and the challenger had won and advanced from the Enforcer class to the Beta class. The fighter was now two classes and four ranks higher than they had been previously.
The music got better with the next several fights, until it came to Sarah’s first fight and the song she had picked out. It was Fu c k U Betta by Neon Hitch. There was a clean version of this song, called Love U Betta, but Sarah chose the vulgar version.
“Seriously, what the hell is wrong with her, it’s like she’s screaming “I’m the whore I accuse my sister of being the hell…?!* Darien tanted.
“Maybe…this is just what was in her play lat…she might not mean anything by it.” Mason tried to sound optimistic, but he sounded so doubtful of his own words,
he failed
: “…what the hell is wrong with her..”*
Alora shook her head, knowing that the song was chosen for a reason. “That guy down there, now that I see him, I recognize him too. He met his mate about three months ago.” She informed them, then looked at Jamison. “Probably right after you caught them in that empty classroom.”
“Oh shit! That’s right, he has himself a mate now!” Garrett exclaimed, having just remembered.
“I do not remember if I heard that rumor or not. So many classmates have found their mates this year. It is hard to keep up with it all, let alone who is mated to who.” Jamison commented
“I agree with you on that Jamison.” Lexus said, then he leaned forward enough in his seat to look at Alora. “Do you know who his mate is?”
“Dasha Kuznetsov, a Sibenan tigress shifter from a clan of blacksmithing tigers. The whole Kuznetsov’s tiger clan migrated to our Pack several centuries ago. They are artists with what they can do with metal and the magic they can incorporate into the items they craft.” Jaxon told them all in a calm voice.
Everyone turned to look at laxon, with shocked and questioning expressions. Jaxon, feeling a little uncomfortable with all the attention, asked, “What?
With narrow eyes, Mason asked, “How do you know so much about Dasha Kuznetsov, the curvaceous and statuesque beauty that she is.”
“I’ve taken her father’s Master Blacksmithing course at the university and have worked with Dasha on more than a few projects.” Jason said, “She was heartbroken at first to learn her fated mate had been with the High School slut. Then she got over it after weeks of him groveling like a good wolf. Then he proved himself at one point in an altercation that involved her, him, and Sarah.”
“So, are your friends with Dasha?” Garret asked.
“Yes, we are friends.” Jaxon said, “Dasha is an extraordinarily sweet female with a big heart and an infinite amount of creativity. Her mate, Arthur Treasuregard, comes from a long line of various kinds of art lovers and collectors.”
“Oh, that’s gotta make both families happy.” Lexus said
“It does, you have one family of amazing Blacksmiths and crafters who create functional and stationary art and another family who loves and collects all things art.” Jaxon said.
“That has to kill Sarah.” Alora said.
“Definitely.” Darien agreed.
“What do you mean?” Mason asked.
The fight in the arena was becoming a little strange. Sarah was like a vicious tornado of fury, fighting dirty and going after vulnerable points. At one point it looked like she was trying to castrate the wolf. This was not a challenge, this was a mailing.
“All Sarah has is se x, but Sarah believes that once any male has her, that male will want no other female more than her, even a mate. However, S ex between a mated couple is said to be infinitely more powerful than s ex between a non mated couple.” Alora said this clinically so she would not blush. “Then add in the fact that Dasha and her family are the perfect complement to Arthur and his family. All of that would have driven Sarah insane with jealousy. The incident Jaxon mentioned, most likely involved Arthur defending Dasha from Sarah, or him proclaiming something that made it clear to Sarah she was less than Dasha to him. This is what Sarah punishing someone for not worshiping her looks like.”
They all cringed as they watched Sarah tear into Arthur, like she was trying to shred his skin from his body. Arthur fought back, but with the way Sarah kept trying to maim him, he finally surrendered after losing more blood. This meant Sarah was able to advance, Alora was her next fight.
Everybody in the top row was quiet, no one really knew what to say at that moment. A couple opened their mouths like they were about to make a comment, but ” nothing would come out. They could only shake their heads and continue being silent for the moment. It was about three fights later that someone finally said something
“Exactly how bad is this fight between you and Sarah going to get?” Darien asked her with a worried expression.
“Do you mean how bad am I going to beat her, or how bad she will attempt to hurt me?” Alora asked with one eyebrow raised, her tone and the sharpness in her eyes daring him to doubt her fighting ability or strength.
Darien realized what he did with that question and cringed internally, Axel was even calling him stupid for insulting their sister with that question.
Not wanting Alora to be angry at him, Darien rephrased his question. “I mean, how had are you going to beat Sarah?”