Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

Chapter 103

Darien’s POV

My chest stung like a bitch. If this is just a taste of what Alora went through…I didn’t want to imagine the full extent. The nightmare Damien had been pulled into with Alora, her memory of one of her torture sessions at the hands of Sarah, had a new and horrifying meaning to me now.

Serenity was looking at me, her face worried. I wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her to my side. “I’m fine my sweet, I’m an Alpha, the next Clan Alpha of the Moonstars, it would take more than this to seriously harm me.” I tell her.

She’s still frowning, silent for a moment before she looks up at me. “If she would have gotten to Cathel….” her gaze horrified as she looked at my chest, seeing the deep gash and the blood running down my front.

The dripping blood ruining the already damaged dark emerald green shirt I wore to match my mates dress. It was the same type of shirt most of the males wore. It was because it was dressy and could still display our mating marks. 2

My mates dress was gorgeous on her. It made her look like a wood nymph. It started out a very pale green at the thin straps over her shoulders, then halfway down the deep V-neck neckline it started to darken.

The body of the dress was fitted, a tulle skirt started at her hips and ended at her knees. She wore a pair of strappy high heal wedges in the same deep dark green as the last six inches of her skirt. (13

She wore her long fiery curls in a high tail, she wore simple large golden hoops and two golden chain bracelets, one on each wrist. She wore mascara and a dark green eyeliner to make her green eyes pop.

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She was beautiful, and she had a very large heart, so for her, the idea of a child receiving this wound horrified her to her very core. My mate would rip anyone to pieces who would dare to try and harm our pup.

Thinking of that, I put one of my hands on her abdomen. “You will make the best of mothers my sweet.” I tell her, already looking forward to watching her with our pup.

Would it be a girl, would it be a boy, then looking at her brothers, would it be twins? I didn’t know, but I would love it or them, I would protect and provide for whatever pups we have, however many we have.

affection, not that I would ever want to. She was mine and they could all know it and keep their hands

wanted Alora to become our next

would make a great Pack Alpha.

after explaining things to the Pack, and made him tell the Pack member, of not only his own atrocities against Alora, but the ones of Sarah and Bettina’s that he knew of as well. I had never been so

saw that many were shifting around and looking at the ground, some clutching each other for support, the ones holding on to something or someone, were standing closest to Damien’s part of the stage with

saw his wolf Zane peaking through, the ground was shaking at almost consistent intervals.

was

I saw a glow come to his eyes, it was really eerie to see the red start to glow and slowly take over the white of his eyes. There was a shadowy

could be seen in every stiff inch that spoke of a Queen who has been crossed, and the results….deadly. Her brothers were all

than the Kings, and there was blue lightning that was sparking around him, and a white and black fire could be seen swirling around him every now and

and touched his shoulder…and then gritted my teeth through

dropping to the ground. Cathel turned and looked at me, he looked so sorrowful realizing what

worry, it’s not your fault.” I tell

sore and more like a crispy french fry, then a werewolf, I was able to support myself after a moment. Allowing my mate to reach out and wrap Cathel up in her arms. “Don’t worry Cathel, your sister is safe now, she has us and all of you now. Justice

Alora have to go through all that?” his voice small and tear filled. “Alora is so nice and she’s amazing, why didn’t they love her?” he

would make it all better, but I can’t.” I tell him, my tone was

up at me, his eyes so sad. “Your right, it doesn’t make it

to death, and my father could have that carried

for a moment, my father had to address the use of Black Magic by the Frost and Northmountains, as well as their blood bonds to