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 kids go

to her doing she hugged the

the chained up steel cage her caring nature and loving personality had been shoved into. Forced there with every beating she had taken

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

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,

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

then looked at the rest of our group, “Come on 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 and happy tone, they had the weight of

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 massive structure to the next

the mansion was for a three to five bedroom full sized apartment suite,

small, was because wolves liked to gather together 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

the walls, under the pictures and ancient paintings, made them almost intimate. Each dinning hall exiting onto patio

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 the extended roof of the mansion. There were winding stairways at regular intervals all around, leading from the top deck to

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

and the Japanese Style walking bridge that curved up over the pond, the pathway continued a few short steps on the other side, before curving to the right, we were

faced the pond, the ground under the bench raised up higher than the pond, the willow being

carvings all over it, a lot of intricate knots, some forming wolves in different stages, running, howling, laying down, standing. There were small Stars and Crescent Moons

attached 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

say, my voice is husky and deep “I feel like it’s

seems to melt into my side. “That’s because it is special, they made it together, a near century long labor