Werewolf’s Heartsong

Chapter 150

Chapter 150

Damien’s POV

My father said I would instantly like this Alpha and he was right, I did. The Alpha was only an inch taller

than my six foot eight, but he felt larger than life, because he had such a big personality. When he

asked my mate how she got to have her title, her response had surprised the Alpha. I couldn’t help

saying aloud “It’s more than just long, what my mate has gone through, will make you angry Alpha.” I

tell him.

His smile disappears, and a serious look came to his face. He gives us both assessing looks and

seems to think, we all remain silent while he thinks, he looks to Sabastian. “If you wouldn’t mind me

asking, why is your daughter’s story one I won’t like?” his voice was less booming, but still a loud

rumble.

Sabastian sighs, and there was a sadness to it. “For the longest time, the Werewolf who bore me Alora,

lied and said that she was dead. She had spells placed on Alora when she was just a new born that cut

her off from her inner selves. They also kept me from being able to feel her life chain, so when I was

presented with the evidence of a car crash, and the picture of a dead infant, a male infant, I believed

her.” He tells the Alpha. Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

The Alpha has a dark look to his face now. “What kind of spells.” his voice was a growl.

“Black Magic.” Alora answers his question. I knew she was going for a neutral tone, but I could hear,

and feel the suppressed anger behind those words.

The Alpha looks back at her. “How would your mother know how to use Black Magic?” Alpha Logan

asks her.

“That female….was never my mother…she may have born me….but she was never my mother.” Alora

says in a quiet voice, glaring at the ground, her tone was cold and angry. I felt her fury, was the

opposite of her tone, it was fiery hot, a burning in her chest. Thoroughly laced throughout that anger,

was pain…so much pain.2

I grab her hand, giving it a squeeze, it gets her attention, her gaze meets mine, and I feel her calm

instantly. After a moment of staring, she smiles at me, love in her eyes again as she let go of her anger

and fury. “She’s gone my Starlight, and I’m right here by your side.” I assure her through our mind link. I

feel the comfort and warmth my words gave my mate, and I felt a scenes of pride at being able to give

my mate that. 2

“I’m thinking I need you to tell me your whole story young Alpha, so I can avoid any more triggers.”

Alpha Logan says, his voice a low boom, but his tone held compassion. This Alpha genuinely cared

about the pain his words had caused my mate. O

She looks up at Alpha Logan, her look became sad, after a moment of thinking, she nods. The Alpha

nods back and then gestures us to follow him, he leads us to a study that looked like my father’s. Only

the wood was black, and the cushions on the furniture were in dark and pale light greys. They were a

soft dove grey, like a cloud with just a touch of a storm.

The floor was white marble with glittering silver veins. The coffee tables in his sitting area were all glass

tops on thick gunmetal gray frames. There was no fire going, but the temperature outside was a

comfortable warmth. The Alpha had the windows, and the doors to his balcony open and the wind

blowing in was making the white sheer curtains flutter around.

The wind carried the scents of his balcony garden, one of the plants was honeysuckle, and the other

lilac. It was such a surprising coincidence, that those flowers would be here, after having had them in

products at the Hotel six hours from here, In a human city no less. But those scents had a calming

effect on everyone as they took their seats.

“These scents….they had them in the oils and lotions at the Hotel.” Alora said aloud. She takes a deep

breath, drawing the scents into her lungs, then slowly lets her breath out, a feeling of peace was now

coming from my mate. “I love the honeysuckle and lilac, they’re so calming.” she says.

The Alpha laughs. “Well I’m glad you like them, my wife owns an essential oil business, and her sister

will put them into bath and skin product, they then sell the products and oils all over, they have a

website now. Honeysuckle and Lilac are the signature scents.” he says, obviously very proud of his

mate, and very much in love judging by the affection I could hear in his words.

The door to the study was opened, and two wolves came in, one looked vaguely familiar. It was his

scent and his voice, that made me realize this was the wolf who pulled me over, him and his partner

were in plain clothes. “Alpha Logan, I was told to report to you” the wolf said.

Him and his partner looked over our large party, taking us all in, when their eyes settle on Xander and I,

there was recognition in their gazes. They tensed up, and immediately started to look nervous. “Ah,

Josh, Gage come in, come in, I did indeed -ask for you two to come.” Alpha Logan says in his booming

voice.

The wolves came in and were offered the seat on the couch across from us. The Alpha was in a high

back chair set between our two couches. “Alpha Alora, would you mind letting them sit in on this story?”

he asks my mate.

She surprises me by shaking her head. “No, actually, that might better help them to understand my

mates attitude the night these two, rightfully mind you, pulled him over.” she says, squeezing my hand.

I should have know, she was thinking of me when she replied to the Alpha. The love my mate had for

me…I felt both very blessed, and undeserving of her heart. However, I was too selfish to ever let her

go, she was mine, mine to claim again and again for all eternity. I just had to strive to make sure I kept

her love in each life time. “You are a wonder mate, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” I tell

her, even though I already knew what her response would be.

“I want to, I love you my darling mate.” she says. I lift her hand and place a kiss on it, making sure to

wrap her up in the love I felt at her words.

The two wolves looked confused at first, then they fall silent as my mate starts to tell her story. She

took them on an emotional rollercoaster with her story, by the time she was finished, the Alpha had

gotten up to pace back and forth in front of his open balcony door. After a while he turns to look at us. “I

have some questions.” he says to Alora.

She nods, accepting this, and he starts to pace again while talking. “I know, your Pack Alpha Andrew is

our Alpha of Alpha’s, so he’s held to a very strict code of conduct, meaning his hands were tied when

you were young. Only with a liberal amount of proof could he have gotten you away from your family,

obviously that proof never presented itself to the Alpha. He also would have had to petition a warrant

from the Werewolf Council to seek that proof, and he would only have been successful at that, if the

victim were to come forward.” he says..

He stops. “I would have had just as much trouble, it would have been just the same situation for me. As

Alpha’s you have to follow every letter of our Supernatural Law’s, we have to have evidence.” he fell

silent, then turns to face her. “However, my question is, why did you never tell anyone?” He asked her,

his voice holding his sadness.

My mate looks at him silently for awhile. “When I was little… I thought that I was somehow brining on

their beatings…that if I behaved better… they wouldn’t do it anymore…that they would love me. As I

got older…I was afraid of what my punishment would be if I ever told anyone…bringing any type of

embarrassment to them…always resulted in me being punished. Then there was the fact that I never

scarred… I thought…who would believe me…without any scarring as evidence. I decided I didn’t want

to cause trouble for my Alpha and Luna…I didn’t want to ruin my friendship with Damien and Darien.”

I wrap my arm around her waist and tuck her up against my side, holding her close. “None of it was

your fault, please tell me you know that?” The Alpha asked her, pain in his voice, pain he felt on her

behalf.