Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

Chapter 70: *“Do I have your attention now?“*

Just as Alora, Kain, and Galen entered the living room again, there was a loud and firm knock on the front door. Alora turned her head curiously in that direction, wondering who it could be. Alora sniffed the air, so she could get the scent of whomever was on the other side of that door. There was a large group of people on the other side, six of the scents she didn’t recognize, the other four she did.

The knock had an interesting effect on the three screaming and yelling at the top of their lungs. The sudden silence was like a physical thing and made Alora’s ears ring. Bettina and Allister both looked at the door with stark fear on their faces. While all Sarah could do was look back and forth between the two with a confused and irritated expression.

“Darien,” Alpha Andrew said, without looking away from the three beings that were, for some reason, still on the floor. “Go let in my enforcers as well as Mr. and Mrs. Northmountains Clan Alphas.”

Kain and Galen immediately moved from flanking Alora to standing in front of her. They stood far enough apart Alora was still visible and able to see, but close enough they could block her should there be a need to.

Darien didn’t respond verbally to Alpha Andrew’s order, he just turned from the three disgraced wolves on the floor and calmly obeyed. With long powerful strides, he quickly reached the door and opened it. Darien stood there, his body language shouting what he was. The noble youngest son of the Alpha of Alpha’s and an Alpha himself.

The six enforcers at the door were dressed nearly the same as Alpha Andrew, only their suits and dress shirts were all plain black. The only color was the silver and white

embroidered crest, declaring them Elite enforcers of the Alpha of Alphas, located on the left

chest or breast pocket of their suits.

Seeing Darien at the door, the six enforcers put their right closed fists over the crest and

bowed slightly at the waist in respect to Darien.

After straightening back up, the first enforcer spoke up. “Greetings Alpha Darien

Moonstar, we have arrived at the Alpha of Alphas Moonstar’s behest.” The female voice was

pack a day smokers would sound, only she didn’t smoke, her

naturally

but still somehow feminine muscle. She had large

rounder by more muscle. Her suits always had

Territory. Being the Alpha Pack of this continent meant they had delegations of other species and their families living here. Then there were those cross–species

their pack was not just apparent in their schools, it was also reflected in the Elite Enforcers of the Alpha of Alphas. Bella Cossack was just one of those examples. Her father, Gennadias Cossack was a delegate of the Cossack Bear Shifters who found a mate in a visiting werewolf delegate from the

position as a delegate and transferred permanently

stood next to her, he was several inches taller than both Darien and her. He was also wider with more muscle as well. Both had dark olive skin tones, their curly hair was deep mahogany with auburn streaks. Their dual–colored

two inches long, Bella’s was in a waist length French braid. Where Bella’s face was heart shaped with plump cinnamon–colored lips, Bold’s was square and darkly handsome with broad features and a

elites was the Werewolf Panther shifter named Johnny Felinus. The other three were full Werewolves. Gunther Stonemaker, Devon Blackfire, and Gladys Shadowtail. All had features and coloring that were classic to each of their different Clans. With a few additional features that had been added here and there as their Clan members

to the side, Darien silently let the enforcers in. Then he stepped back into the doorway just as the Alphas

before they schooled them into polite indifference. However, they couldn’t hide their scent. Anger, like any other emotion, had a

pup.” Alpha Frost said, in a disdainful

brow. “What did you just

said move pup.” Alpha Northmountain said,

are in our

think you are…to address me in such a way?” Darien growled,

was powerful, not as powerful as his father’s or Alora’s, but it was enough to knock the arrogant looks off the Clan Alphas faces. The Alphas fell painfully to their knees and tilted their heads in submission. The Alphas felt humiliated, being treated in such a way by an eighteen–year–old pup. The Alphas enforcers tried to step forward but were

apologies to Alpha Darien Moonstar.”

Northmountain

these two were sorry. Still, he did enough damage to their egos, it was his father’s turn. Withdrawing his Alpha’s aura, he stepped out of the

looking warily at Darien as they passed by him. They had never expected such a young pup to have such a strong aura. No one in the Frost or Northmountain Clans had such an aura. To think they had thought the Moonstar