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.

sparkling with her love, reaching me to my soul. ‘Goddess this she wolf’. I lean down and kiss her, unable to resist showing her my affection, not that

Alora to become our next Pack Alpha, but at

It only seemed right, Alora was amazing, she cared so much about others and would make a great Pack Alpha. I never wanted that responsibility, being Clan Alpha was alright. Serenity will make a wonderful Luna to my

Then my father had made Allister come forward 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

feet, at first I though it was my imagination. Then looking around at the other wolves I saw that many were shifting around and looking at the ground, some clutching

wolf Zane peaking through, the ground was shaking at almost consistent intervals. It looked like my brother

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 aura that was moving around him in a faint vapor.

fury could be seen in every stiff inch that spoke of a Queen who has been crossed, and the

at Cathel, his aura was darker than the Kings, and there was blue lightning that was sparking around him, and a white and black fire

my best friends little brother, I reached out and touched his shoulder…and then gritted my teeth through the pain of being electrocuted.

keeping me from dropping to the ground. Cathel turned and looked at me, he looked

your fault.” I tell

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

voice small and tear filled. “Alora is so nice and she’s amazing, why didn’t they love her?”

better, but I can’t.” I tell him, my tone was soft, but it carried

so sad. “Your right, it doesn’t make

knew my father made sure they would be here, made a decision right then on Allister’s crimes. He was sentenced to death, and my father could have that carried out anyway he wanted. Father had

father had to address the use of Black Magic by the Frost and Northmountains, as well as their blood bonds to the Black Magic Coven. I watched as Council representatives from the Witches Council and the Supernatural Council arrived,