Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

Chapter 84

Alpha Andrew’s POV

I knew my mate would suspect I was meddling in Brocks life. Not that I wasn’t….I was. He was one of my best friends. He still hasn’t met his second chance mate. It started when I got the requests for transfers from the Arctic Plaines Pack, our farthest North Pack. (2)

I had felt the Goddess herself, had handed me a golden opportunity. Then I saw the Hybrid wolfs credentials. A Master Battle Historian and a Master Strategist Trainer.

Her Pack actually held her in very high regard. I was surprised at her age. I shouldn’t have been, the amount of years it took to gain those titles, was large. Her picture showed a very attractive but innocent wolf.

Till I got ahold of her training videos, the attractiveness remained, but the innocents left. Leaving behind a brutal and very powerful fighter. She would be a very good asset to our Pack. (3

I had also thought, if this Hybrid hadn’t found their mate all this time, maybe they could find their mate here. It did no one any harm, if that mate turned out to be Brock. With that hope, I had extended a job offer and fast tracked the Transfer.

Now she was here and something told me the Goddess wanted her here. So I hug my mate close to me, even though she still wore that narrow eyed, pursed lipped, speculating look. 2

“Sam I’d like you to meet my mate Luna Ember Shadow Moonstar.” I say introducing my mate to her.

“It’s an honor to meet you Luna Ember Shadow Moonstar, and you Alpha Andrew Fire Moonstar.” she says in a proper greeting.

She was old enough to have learned to greet others using their title, their first and second given name, and their surname. It was only after the first greeting she would allow herself to use a more familiar greeting when addressing anyone thereafter.

“It’s and honor to meet you too Samantha Arctic Bearhunter.” my mate said to her.2

“I’d like you to take up your new position immediately, you’ll be working along side our Elite Master Trainer. He’s currently at the Pack Training Grounds behind the House right now. He’s training our children at the moment.” I tell her. “I’ve already arranged a suite of rooms for you in our Community Pack Wing here.”

“Thank you Alpha Andrew.” she says with a smile.

We do the blood oath, making her Transfer Complete. She could go back to her original Pack if she wanted to after this. But I had a good feeling she won’t. We sent her off in the direction of the Training Arena after all was said and done.

raised eyebrow

pull my mate into my

set up for all of those, soon to be, hungry pups.” She says

turns and walks off, her hips swaying her

Alora’s POV

koi pond. Damien sat with his back against the Willow’s trunk, with me sitting in front of him between his

held my back to his front. His groin was pressed against my bottom. I

peace flow through me, letting my stress melt away, taking in deep breaths of cleansing air. I shared my peace with my Mate and Clan members. I sent it out along all those bonded to me,

spirits, cleansed their auras. I shared the energy this place gave me, boosting my Clan’s energy. I kept doing this for a few moments, when I felt satisfied I

staring at me in wide eyed surprise. As

Spirit

rare, only someone of the Original Bloodlines can use it.” said

I was able to take on the Clan name Heartsong and become

tone was one of

Clan Alpha, your sister, is a Luna Princess.” Beatrice

moment I was hearing Kass gasp in surprise and the next….I was

courtyard was gone. There was just the Alpha’s Wing of the Pack House left. The Training Grounds were gone too. The only part of the garden left was the pond. The

Pack House. A thick Forest the surrounding barrier. The sun was about to set, the sky was orange, pink, purple,

beautiful. Standing in front of the pond were two people. I gasped when I focused on them. The

with green cinnamon rimed eyes and long waist length black hair. His skin

a long floor length purple velvet renaissance gown with a sweetheart neckline and long draping sleeves. The

embroidered with the same Celtic knots, draped over her hips, the tie in front, the extra cloth trailing down the front ending around

tunic, the laces at his chest open. The shirt was tucked into a pair of black leather

you could have your ashes spread anywhere….where would you have them

with his arm around her waist. “Wherever your ashes are spread my mate, are where mine will be.” his voice was deep and had the same tinny echo

raises a hand to his cheek, giving him a soft loving smile. I want to be spread around the Willow tree my mother and father planted for me at my birth, and here.” she says to

for the rest of eternity.” he tells her, then he leans down to kiss her. That’s when I see their marks. A Celtic knot pictograph of a Howling Wolf sitting inside a Crescent Moon, a

moon.