Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

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.

smiled delightedly at Alora, my fathers look was that of a doting father in-law. “Of course we’ll stay here,

you.” and Alora did something I wasn’t used to her doing she hugged the Alpha, showing her affection more

more out of the chained up steel cage her caring nature and loving personality had been shoved

been granted her affection, she then hugged my mom, thanking her too. She turned to her Dad and her new mom. Then she hugged

King and Queen fairly shone with the happiness Alora’s affection brought them. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)Alora glowing just as brightly in her own happiness, It felt like warm sunshine through the bond,

was so deeply in love with this female, and I new each of my past selves had loved her just as deeply. Our bond was so deep we came back again and again to be with each other, and I know we

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

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 of the

upper and lower floor balconies around the mansion was for a three to five

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

the walls, under the pictures and ancient paintings, made them almost intimate. Each dinning hall exiting onto patio spaces in the courtyard, the tall wide glass doors all along the exterior sides of the Dining Halls

the center of the mansion. On this side of the mansion, all the floors had a wrap around deck, the top deck being covered by

different gardens that made up the massive court yard. There were white stone benches spread out sporadically along the paths so you

the large Koi pond and the Japanese Style walking bridge that curved up over the pond, the pathway continued a few short steps on the other side, before

under the bench raised up higher than the pond, the willow being at the top of a small incline, it was a perfect spot to

of intricate knots, some forming wolves in different stages, running, howling, laying down, standing. There

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 go of

and deep

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