Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

Chapter 159

Alora’s POV

There were four wings of the Castle, one was the private wing of the King and Queen’s. In the middle was an enormous courtyard, and to my surprise, a willow tree that was as tall as the one in the Heartsong Mansion’s courtyard. When we arrived, everyone had been exhausted, so I hadn’t had much time to admire the beauty of the castle. Since then it’s been a whirlwind of one exciting thing after another, in a flash it was now the night of my Ceremony.

Our group was in the moon lit courtyard at the moment. My dress was a black form fitting ankle length strapless silk dress, that left only a small amount of cleavage at the top visible, there were side slits all the way up, stopping at mid thigh. The dress was oriental inspired, with deep red roses climbing from one corner to the other in an s-pattern on the font and the back. 3

My heals were made of a shiny black cloth, they were a round closed toe with a thin strap across the ankle. There were smaller deep red roses in a shiny embroidery, they started at the big toe and went across the toes to the outside and up to the back of the heel before stopping. The heal was six inches, a wide fat heal, this was as close to a stiletto as I was going to get.

My braids had been put in a high tail, the tail so high it was nearly on top of my head. Around the tie was a three inch thick silver colored metal band, it was imprinted with intricate knots to match my regalia. There were also silver colored wire like adornments weaved through my braids and little charms here and there attached to the wires. 2

My mate had looked at me and his eyes had instantly started to glow when he first saw me dressed like this. I’d backed away from him as he slowly stalked forward. “No…no…bad boy…down…don’t even.” He just continued and I backed away till I came up against the wall of our bedroom. “I’ll not have you messing up my hair or dress before the Ceremony.”

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He pined me to the wall, his eyes glowing with desire. “Don’t worry mate, I’ll be careful.” He’d said in a rough growling voice. Then he took me there against the wall.

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The memory of what happened had me heating up a little and glancing at my mate. I blushed when he caught my glance and smiled knowingly at me.

‘Brute’ I call him over our mind link. Not really meaning it.

His amusement came through our mind link with his words. ‘You loved every second of it.’ He says, making me blush harder.

nothing I told

tonight. His hair was pulled back into a tight braid, he had on black slacks and black dress shoes. His shirt was a black silk button up that was tucked in at the waist, and left open from mid chest to his neck, so the collar could show his mating mark. There were deep red roses embroidered on one side of his shirt, to match my dress. The necklace I had gotten him was also on display. I

kiss on my fingers. Smiling at me he says “Thank you for my gift mate.” his voice was a soft whisper. I smile at him, and was about to go

shoulder and I see Cathel and Sunny. Sunny was in a lacey sparkling gold halter top dress, it had a fitted waist with a fluffy tulle skirt that went to her knees, she was wearing sparkling gold five inch strappy stiletto heals. Her golden curls pulled up in

tie with white stripes. He had on a pair of shiny black dress

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a short style long enough to be a little

us. “Wow sis! You look beautiful!”

“You do!” Sunny says.

couldn’t help but laugh at the complements from these two pure hearted children.

silk suite. He had a black silk shirt with a dark gray tie that had several different sized black angled strips across it. Like most of the males here, he was wearing shiny black dress shoes. His

seemed to be wearing three piece suits. Bryce was in a black one with gold trim along the edges and angled gold stripes on his black tie. Daniel was wearing a black and silver version. Nathen was in a dark grey suit with light gray and charcoal gray pin stripes, a silk black shirt, a light gray tie

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either had it braided or tied back in a leather string. But my father had left his long hair. down, brushed back from his face, his silver colored crown decorated in blood red jewels, keeping it from falling forward. He wore a dark grey suit with a deep red silk shirt

dress glittered with silver sparkles, a five inch silk band of deep red went around the fitted waist. The floor length skirt was slim, not overly poofy, but flared out beautifully

them while she was standing, but I knew she wore a pair of red closed toed six inch stilettoes with a silver colored heal that looked almost like a metal spike. We would have to start greeting guests soon, they were due to start arriving within the hour. Knowing how much I love the outdoors, my father was hosting this in the courtyard instead of

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up in a buffet style, everyone could wonder in and out. The Ballroom would have a live band, the music

one shoulder sleeveless dress, the shoulder that was bare showed off her mating

inch thick. It was fitted through the waist, and only showed a really small amount of cleavage. The skirt was slim and went to her knees, with small slits to mid thigh allowing movement. It was a deep green covered in a sheer light green gauzy material that was covered in

almost like Sunny’s. But instead of a sunflower, hers was in the shape of a rose. There was a golden metal circlet around her chignon, it had red jeweled roses and emerald jeweled leaves on it. She wore a pair of green colored stilettoes with a gold colored heel.

shoes. The collar of the shirt open to display his mating mark. His shirt was trimmed in gold thread, making it match his mates dress. Beatrice was in a silver strapless dress, the modest bust and fitted waist were a shiny silk material. The skirt of the dress fell in