Werewolf’s Heartsong novel Chapter 89

Chapter 89

Alora’s POV

I open the box and I find two beautifully crafted rings, they had intricately knotted designs surrounding them. The designs matched the ones on my Lunar Princess regalia, they had an infinity lock on them. They immediately felt very important to me. I look up at Kass. “They’re beautiful, and I feel the power of them, what do they do?” I asked her.

“Mom left a note in the box and some instructions too, it’s under the cushion. But they basically absorbed any of your magical leavings and store it. If you ever find yourself completely drained of power, you can use what’s in the rings to restore yourself. Mom also said their is a way to feed it power, so it stores more faster, the instruction for that are there also. Dad seemed to think that was necessary, because he’s the one who asked her if it was even possible to do that.” Kassandra says.

“She also put in a fail safe, the power stored can’t be used against the one who stores the power, and once on your fingers, both middle ones, they’ll bond to your DNA. So only someone of your blood or your descendent will ever be able to wear them. Your decedents will also be able to store their own power in the rings, and use the power already stored in it too.” she continued. 2

This gift was indeed valuable, I would be passing it on to my pups and they theirs and so on. I put them on and feel the power as they activate, bonding to my DNA absorbing the leavings of my magic. My feeling of foreboding earlier making me grateful for them, I would be making sure to start storing excess magic and energy into them. I truly felt it was going to be needed.

I look up at Kassandra “Will you help me find a way to thank your mother for such a precious gift?” I ask her.

“That you like her gift will be payment enough for her.” says Bella.

“My mom loves giving gifts. The fact that she’s not been able to give you even one gift, in the last eighteen years, has been weighing on her since dad first found you.” says Kassandra.

“None of you are at fault for not knowing about me. I hope your mom likes me.” I say, blushing with my last words.

“We know that….but at the same time…”Kass starts then trails off.

“At the same time we feel guilty.” Asher filled in.

“Why?” I asked them.

“Because we’re your siblings, we’ve grown up knowing love from our parents, while you, were being tortured by those claiming to be your parents.” said Nathen, his face angry and sad at the same time. “If you would have been raised with us…” he trails off.

“I might have know their love, but I might not have the power, or the connections I do now to help stop this coming war against the Black Magic Coven.” I say to him softly. They all looked at each other

at my words, each varying expressions of frustration at the truth my words offered. “It’s ok now.” I tell them. “Your here now and I’m free of those people, I now have all of you and my mate.” I remind them. “I am truly happy right now with what I have been given these last few days.”

Damien squeezes me to him and kisses my temple, I look up and smile at him, then I kiss his cheek, getting a smile from him. “Well what do we want to do after lunch.” I asked Damien. 2

“I want to see your wolf!” says Cathel excitedly.

I laugh amused “Ok we’ll go back to the Training grounds after this and I’ll let Xena out.” I tell him

“Yes!” was his excited response, causing a round of laughter from the others.

“I want to meet your Kitsune.” This was from Asher, when I look at him he says. “I only caught a glimpse, but what I saw was cool.” He shrugs, blushing.

Laughing softly, I say. “I will transform into my Kitsune form as well.” I tell him with a smile. Everyone finished the last bites of food on their plates and we get up and head back to the training arena, once there everyone gathers around me and Damien. I look up at Damien an ask “Are you shifting too?”

“Of course she is, Werewolves can’t shift in their clothes without shredding them.” Bella said, her tone as dry as Kassandra’s. She then pointed to the other Werewolves who were also stripping to change. Nathen’s blush deepens, but once we were striped we quickly shifted, minimizing poor Nathen’s exposure to our nudity. 3