Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

Chapter 94

Alora’s POV

Once in my room, I made it to the bed before I collapsed on it. The power from Damien’s blood was coursing through me, elevating my power to an extreme height. I could probably set the volcano off and destroy the Moon Mountain range while I was at it. (2)

“Goddess” I gasp out, trying to absorb it, but doing that would take to long. Xena and Selina were feeling the overdose of power too. Well now we knew what blood from Damien would do, and I hadn’t taken that much at all.

‘Our mate is really powerful’ Selena gasped out, a moan followed as she tried to absorb a portion of the power. It wasn’t painful, far from it.

“How are we going to absorb this much power?” asked Xena with a gasp, her tone having a bit of a whine to it.

“I don’t know.” I tell them.

Putting my hands on my face I freeze, lifting my hands I look at the rings.(This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com) I look for the box they came in, the Luna had said she would put it in here for me when we all headed back out to the arena after lunch.

I didn’t have to look long, it was on the bedside table, picking it up and looking at it, I tell them “I have an idea.” They were seeing what I was holding and I could feel their hopeful excitement.

I open up the box and lift the cushion. There in neat flowing script, was the instructions for the rings, and a little note for me, from Queen Stephanie. I read…

*Dear Alora,

I know you don’t know me, but I am your fathers mate. I can’t wait to finally meet you in person soon. I regret we could not be in your life these last eighteen years. I wish I could have wrapped you in the same love and care we have shown our other children all this time. I hope this gift will serve you well, and protect you and your future generations when needed. I look forward to showing you the love you so very much deserve from us. I want you to be able to call me Mom and for you to allow me to call you daughter. Your already so special to us. See you soon Alora.

Stephanie*

my dad’s mate. Her being his mate made her my step mom, and without even meeting her, she’s already proven to be more of a mother to

wanted me, my real father still

tears I had shed at being wanted, and I ready myself to use the rings. I would

sitting

all in there, then we store our own excess power into it, just enough without weakening ourselves.(This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com) Able to breath and feeling ‘normal’ again I open my

and helps me off the floor. “Sorry mate, I didn’t mean to scare you, are

you sitting there staring at me, when did you get in here?” I ask him. I was still in the towel, although how it was still on after

rubbing my bottom as he draws me to his chest. “I was in here in time to witness the light show as you put power into the rings.” he tells me. “How much power did you put in it, because that took some

from drinking your blood and my own excess magic as well.” I tell him “I made sure not to

shelf bra that was more for keeping my nipples from showing then actual support, and a pair of short light blue denim shorts. I slip the shorts on under the towel, then I drop the towel, my mate lets out a growl of appreciation as I do, and pull on the tank. Damien comes over and helps pull my hair out of the tank as I tug it in place. Dressed I turned around to face his intense gaze

down and kisses me, lingering for a moment before pulling away. “Ready?” he asks, his

lets go down.” was

for Werewolves to walk around without shoes if they were not required. Werewolves liked to be able to shift quickly, and certain clothes and shoes was one more thing we had to take off to do that or shred them in

down the stairs I can here some of the guests are already here and down stairs, judging by the amount of noise coming from the kitchen area. We walk in and instantly have everyone’s attention, including the beautiful female

female version of Victor, only her hair had a thick dark gray strip of hair down one side. Her eyes were white with red rims, she was tall, and elegant, almost

smiles when she see’s me and walks over. “Greeting Clan Alpha and my Princess.” she says in a musical chime of a voice. “My

Bloodmoon, I’m glad to meet the mother to my Gamma and a Clan member.” I tell her,

me some about you. I believe it would be best to have several allies at the banquet tomorrow, and it would be and honor if I

would be grateful and honored to have you and your mate stand with me.” I tell her, my tone