Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

Chapter 97

Damien’s POV

It had been the feeling of a bone deep chill that had woken me. I hadn’t been able to figure it out, at first, why I had been feeling so cold, the room was actually warm. Then Alora started to shake against me. I’d sat up to look down at her, her entire body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat, she was shaking, and her skin cold to the touch.

This had worried me, ‘how could she have been so cold?’ I’d wondered. Worried I had tried to wake her…but when I put my hands on her arms…I was dragged into her nightmare…no…no not just a nightmare…it was a memory.

The memory was a blood and pain filled horror show. I watched….helpless…as my mate…drenched in blood…covered in filth…and chained to a post…was beaten…sliced up…and stabbed…over and over again….by Sarah.

Pulling myself out of the nightmare. I had grabbed Alora and shook her, calling her name, begging her to wake up. Becoming more and more distressed when she didn’t…then she started to scream in agony…long drawn out pain filled screams. My heart felt like it was squeezed in a vice, I couldn’t help the tears falling down my face.

Zane was going wild inside me, whining and whimpering saying “Wake her, wake our mate up!” over and over. I was begging her and I shook her a bit more, trying not to shake her to hard and hurt her.

I was getting desperate and about to call for my mother and father when she finally woke up. The relief I had felt had left me weak, but I had done my best to hold it together, because my mate needed me, and I would be there for her no matter what.

Hearing her apologize for my distress was heart breaking, it wasn’t her fault. No…no the fault was Sarah’s. My fury was a living and breathing thing now, I could feel the ground let out a small nearly indiscernible shake. I breathed through it, but it wasn’t going to go away this time.

Hearing about it had been a very different thing from actually seeing it…and being unable to prevent it. My mate has suffered so much, I was going to make it my mission to make sure she experiences centuries of happiness from here on out.

When my mate had demanded I kiss her, I couldn’t hold back. I needed to love her, to feel that she was all right and whole after that nightmare. She had been covered in so much blood…and her pain. The kiss had turned into passionate love making after that, and we had both needed it.

I had heid her close to me for awhile after that. Zane had calmed down after I had made love to our mate. Feeling that she was now satisfied and happy once more. We were not able to linger in bed for long, we had a big day ahead.

just towel dried and brushed, our hair would air dry during breakfast left down.

take all the girls out shopping

my dad, Master

was feeling before the banquet. When I suggested the girls day out at the

in my mothers new Honda Pilot. After they were gone my dad came and stood next to me. “What is it son?” he asks

something is wrong?” I asked…couldn’t make

me, making me smirk a bit “I know when something is bothering my

my face. “Alora had a nightmare, a memory, about one of the times she was locked in those peoples basement.” I tell

“What happened?” he asks

growl, the ground trembles a little,

understanding, anger in his own gaze. “Let’s go to the training arena.”

says.

all the males left behind by their mates while they had a girls day out. “Let’s all go to the training

look on his face. “I need you to tell me everything you saw in that nightmare.” he

well, my father nods his head, needing to know as well, so does Darien,

nod at them all, “Okay, I’ll tell you, but lets get to the training arena first.” we

training arena, and I tell them everything in the nightmare. They all listen, and are all angered and horrified that a fellow Pack member would be that sick and we not know it. Sarah and her parents

was, when she didn’t show up for school her third day in a row, I didn’t know how he would take that, but a wolf that sick in the head didn’t need a logical reason to carve

be able to make it through the banquet, without ripping those people to pieces. Father had invited them for one thing. To show them how far from their reach Alora now is,