Werewolf’s Heartsong novel Chapter 69

Chapter 69

Alora’s POV Cont’d

I don’t know why, but the tears started to fall. He was here….he was finally here. A small sob left me, I had tried to hold it back but I couldn’t. He opens his arms, and that’s all it took. I was running that short distance to him, throwing myself in his arms. He wraps me up tightly, one arm around my waist, an unbreakable bar. The other along my spine his palm on the back of my head. I wrap my legs tightly around his hips.

He lifts me up bringing his broad full lipped mouth down on mine. Kissing me deeply holding me so close, my arms around his neck holding on just as tight, tears slowly dripping down my face. I’m so happy he’s back.

He pulls away, were both gasping for air, he looks me in the eyes “I’m home mate, I’ll never leave your side for so long again, I’ll always be here for you, my Starlight.” His had cupping my cheek, his eyes blazing with his promise, and a determination. “I claim you as my mate.”

“I accept your claim and claim you as my mate” I reply in a breathless rush, he pulls me back into a fierce kiss, setting me on fire. 2

I hadn’t even needed time to contemplate, this had to be the male the Goddess had truly intended me to be with. If I hadn’t been rejected by Matt, the chains that had bound me, would still be there. By rejecting Matt, I broke the spell that was on him, and he was able to break the spells holding those three girls hostage.

Now Damien was here, claiming me, his mate. Pulling back from the kiss to look into his eyes I touch his face. Still trying to make sure this wasn’t a dream. That I hadn’t fallen asleep in the bathtub and drowned myself. Now that would be embarrassing to say the least.2

I run my fingers of one hand through his shoulder length midnight locks. He looks at me, he must have felt my turmoil. Because he asked “Is it so hard for you to believe I’m here now my Starlight?” his voice a low rumble.

Still running my fingers through his hair, I look in his eyes “Honestly I’m almost afraid this is a dream.” My voice breaks, I swallow“ I’m afraid I’ll wake up and you’ll be gone, all of this will be gone.” I start shaking. I feel it…I’ve reached my final emotional breaking point.

My body starts to tremble. “I’m afraid that finally being free is just a figment of my imagination, that they still have me locked away in that basement.” The last was said on a sob. He crushes me to him, his arms wrapped tightly around me holding me close.

“I’m afraid that maybe my mind has finally snapped and all of this is just a dream my mind made up to protect me.” I didn’t realize how much fear and doubt I had been holding back until now. No….no that’s not true, I knew, but I’m a Clan Alpha now. I couldn’t fall apart, I needed to be strong.

“Oh my Starlight, I’ll make them pay for this.” He growls. He walks with me back into my room, he sits

down on the edge of the bed, still crushing me close. “I’m here mate, I’m real your free.” He says his voice rough, he gently starts to pet my hair. “It’s ok Starlight, let yourself break, I’ll put every piece back together mate.” He promised me. 13

I broke, I shattered into a thousand pieces and sobbed. Not just me, Selena, and Xena were too. Having to relive so much of my nightmare over and over, had opened up the thick steel gates I had holding back my deeper emotions. At first being cracked, now they were blasted open and obliterated. My emotions spilling forward. Like a release of a poison I didn’t know was slowly eating me alive.

Damien was right, I needed to break. And just like he promised, he was here for me. He would put me back together. With my head on his shoulder, my nose buried in his neck. Allowing his scent to keep me grounded as I broke, and then was put back together by my mate.

Damian’s POV

Feeling the storm inside Alora calm I set my nose against her neck. Rubbing my cheek against hers, taking in her scent. Letting it wrap around me, letting it soothe me and Zane. We were here now, It would take something extreme for me to ever have to leave her side longer than a day or two ever again.

She must have felt my internal war, because she sat up. I rest my hands on her waist, below her magnificent breasts. Her beautiful violet, silver rimmed eyes met my blue, gray rimmed gaze. Her plump red tinted mouth turned down in a worried frown. A question in her eyes.