Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

Chapter 23

Unknown POV

We had been walking back to the dorms from our morning training session, when I felt it. It was a deep visceral pain that dropped me to my knees. It radiated out of my chest. It took me a moment to realize I was not feeling my pain. No, this was from the woman who’s rejection I refused. I was still bonded to her, and could still feel her pain. (3

Something has happened to her, something bad, it feels as though her soul is being ripped out, taking mine with it. I wanted desperately to go to her. But I knew she wouldn’t want to see me. Her friend Sarah had made that clear the last time I tried to talk to her.

I still haven’t accepted her rejection.

I still won’t. My best friend kneels down next to me. “What’s wrong, what has happened.” He demands, forever the Alpha. “Something has happened to her, she’s in so much pain.” I tell him. The pain continues on for only a little while longer before it stops abruptly, like she passed out. My friend looks at me. “I’m going to give dad a call and find out what’s going on at home.” I nod, and I’ll text the only ally there I seceretly had in the bid to claim my mate.

Alora’s POV

After we ate lunch we all went back to the school’s Coliseum together. The Principal and Elder Silas joining the Alpha and Luna. Serenity, Kian, and Galan’s parents were now seated with them as well. Strangely, Lauren, Agatha, and Beatrice were being exempted from finishing the exam

due to special circumstances.

During this time, a lot of the lower level wolves used these fights to advance in rank, further than they’re last fights did. This tournament was like the ones the Pack holds yearly for the soldiers, if they did really well, this was an opportunity to earn an advancement in rank.

Masters of the pack were comprised of the toughest wolves in the pack, they were also very intelligent and came from generations of training masters, most having received their position from

Most Alpha’s, like the trainers, are from generations of Alpha’s. With a few exceptions, like me now. But

once every five years. If you lost your match, you had to wait five years before being able to challenge that Alpha again. You were also, only able to challenge the same

whose power and or growth came to them late. Or are just now finding their determination, having finally decided where at

on fight

and the most change, of every werewolf in their Senior year. It has been amazing to watch, even if I wasn’t a part of any of it, but

change in me too. I was only beginning to realize that it was because I had come into my own as an Alpha. Not just because I was exceedingly good at combat, but because it had always been my destiny to be an Alpha. Aaaaand I now have a Mansion and more money than I will ever know what to do with. I literally, have no idea what to do with that kind of wealth. I

but I don’t allow myself to fall into despair. I would not ever again allow myself to fall into that dark abyss again, because I was an Alpha,

looked at Darien, he was drooling. The desire in his eyes as he looked at Serenity was electric, his attention entirely focused on her as she fought. I bet she could feel his gaze on her, it had to be intense. It makes me long to feel that kind of connection with my own male. I was hoping the Moon Goddess will bless us

of me,

other things for now. Like my own fights coming up, I would be battling four opponents this time around. Jamison, Lexus, Jaxon and Darien. I was actually looking forward to it. Darien was

He was to fight Garrett, Jamison, Lexus and me. Lexus’s fourth opponent was Jamison. Jamison’s fourth

each others third

battles were between the Senior’s of the Alpha Class. We were the strongest to begin with. And we all have only gotten stronger. With my new acceptance of my destiny I felt like my strength has tripled, almost like the chains I felt breaking in Xena’s ‘space’ hadn’t just been holding my magic back, but holding me back physically as well. Then a memory comes forth, It was about one of the few times I had come close

had been during a fall afternoon in one of the outside training rings. The trees were bursting with color, reds, oranges, yellows and

sky was a beautiful blue with a few clouds, and the earth was damp. I knew because I had been