Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

Chapter 114

Chapter 114

Damien’s POV

My mate seemed to be shocked and slightly panicked over the thought of being sworn in as a Royal of the Vampires. Her father was the King of All Vampires, so it was only fitting that her birthright be observed. I touched the pendent at my neck, and felt my love for Alora well up from within.

This was a gift I would treasure for the rest of our lives. I liked that I wouldn’t have to take it off when I transformed, so did Zane, he was already visualizing himself walking around displaying it proudly on his chest.

Ignoring Zane and his fantasy, I focus on our mate, who was sitting straight and spacing out. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)No…not spacing, that didn’t seem right. Her expression was completely blank now, no longer looking shocked as it had a second ago.

Darien was trying to tease her about her new status as a royal, when he got no reaction from her, he looked at her in confusion, then worry. “Alora…did you hear what I said?” Darien was asking her. “Alora?”

He looks at me and sees the frown on my face. “Starlight? What is it?” I ask her.

Just as I reached out to shake her shoulder she came to with a gasp, and then looks at me in excitement “I need to go into the Mansions Library.” she says.

I’m confused as to why, but I believe my mate just had another vision, so I would go along with her, and protect her from harm. “Okay, when do you want to go?”

She didn’t even hesitate, there was so much excitement in her expression as she nearly shouted “Now, I want to go now.” tugging firmly at my arm and I stand.

She turned around and started to pull me with her hand in mine, then stops abruptly and looks at my father “Will you and Luna stay here with my mom and dad?” she asked suddenly, sparking more questions within me, but I was going to wait to ask them, I had a feeling most would be answered shortly.

Stephanie looked delighted at being called mom, and her father happy at her acknowledgment of him. It struck me then, Alora’s approval and affection, was something they had feared not having.

They hadn’t needed to…but I could see all the reasons why they would worry. They genuinely loved Alora already, I could see it in the purity of their auras. Being the Alpha of Alpha’s was more than just brute strength, there were other abilities I had to work at and train.

doting father in-law. “Of course we’ll stay here, you

wasn’t used to her doing she hugged the Alpha, showing her affection more

 

cage her caring nature and loving personality had been shoved into. Forced there with every beating she had

turned to her Dad and her new mom. Then she hugged her father, kissing him on the cheek, then turning to Stephanie she

the happiness Alora’s affection brought them. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)Alora glowing just as brightly in

each of my past selves had loved her just as deeply. Our bond was so deep we came back

see this, Master Brock, Master Sam you too.” Issuing her orders, although the words didn’t sound like orders, especially in

an internal stairway that went inside the stadium seating. Once at the bottom of the stairway, the path split. One way lead to public restrooms and the other to the hallway leading out

lower floor balconies around the mansion was for a three to five bedroom full sized apartment suite, with communal

in big groups at meal time. There were four large dinning areas, set up with large round tables everywhere capable of seating up to fifteen wolves at a time. The kitchens had windows every few feet along a wall that spanned one entire

the decor, thick wooden furniture and plush cushioning on the chairs in warm colors. The dark wood floors and the gentle but warm colored paint on the walls, under the pictures and ancient paintings, made them almost intimate. Each dinning hall exiting onto

covered by the extended roof of the mansion. There were winding stairways at regular intervals all

all the different gardens that made up the massive court yard. There were white

 

Japanese Style walking bridge that curved up over the pond, the pathway

stopped at a wide and long white stone bench, the bench faced the pond, the ground under the bench raised up higher than the pond,

some forming wolves in different stages, running, howling, laying down, standing. There were small Stars and Crescent Moons outlining the

to this bench and the art work. Alora stopped and looked at me when she felt me slowing to a stop in front of the bench. I use her hold on my hand and draw her to my side. Letting

say, my voice is husky and

after a while seems to melt into my side. “That’s because it is special, they made it together, a

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