Werewolf’s Heartsong

Chapter 45

King Sabastian’s POV con’d

I look at her, taking in the sight of my daughter for a moment longer, then I point at the chain she’s

holding, she looks down at it. “That chain is called a life chain.” I say to her, she looks up at me her

brow furrowed. “That chain connects a Vampire to, his and or her, children at the moment of their live

birth.” Then pointing to my end of her chain. “You are my daughter, this chain is proof of that.” I say

picking up the chain. “Bettina was a one night stand with what I thought was an unclaimed wolf.” I

pause. “I was told you had died, and that you were a son.” I reveal to her. A shocked look comes upon

her face.

“By pulling on this chain, you were able to call me to you.” I tell her. “It wasn’t till today I knew, that

Bettina not only lied about you dying, but about your gender as well.” I inform her. She is still looking

shocked, her wolf has sat back down. She stayed silent for a while before turning to her wolf. “Tell me

this is real and not a figment of my imagination Xena.” she said. “If this was a figment of your

imagination it would be mine as well, I see and hear him too.” said the wolf I now knew was called

Xena.

They look back at me. “Your life chain is also connected to your wolf.” I tell them “May I address you as

Xena as well?” I ask of the wolf. She looks me in the eyes. As she stares I feel the connection, it’s like

a snap in my mind as I connect with her wolf, this must be a mind link. “Yes, you may address me as

Xena.” she said after the connection came together, her reply echoed in my mind as she spoke. I smile,

grateful I was granted her leave.

“Look at the chain that connects you and Xena.” I tell Alora, she looks at were I’m pointing. She

reaches back and touches the chain connecting her and Xena. Her and Xena looked at each other

after examining the chain, they both have furrowed brows. “There is another one, look to your right.” I

tell her, she does, sees it, then grabbing ahold of it looks off as it trails into the dark forest of the bubble

that was their ‘space’. “It’ll be connected to your Vampire Sprite, a Vampires power, like a werewolf’s,

lies mostly in their sprite.” I tell her. (2

“You’re a Vampire Werewolf hybrid, so you have two physical manifestations of your inner supernatural

self, instead of just one if you would have been born either a full Vampire or Werewolf.” I tell her. “Your

sprite is supposed to take on your appearance,” I pause, because she’s still hiding. “A Vampires sprite

also absorbs all the scarring that would normally be worn on a Vampires skin, a Vampires physical skin

will never scar.” her head snaps to me and her look is horrified. The bottom drops out from my

stomach, ‘No, please no’, but I knew my denial wouldn’t change what was fact.

I look back towards the shadows of the forest, a dark shadowy figure starts walking in our direction. I

can see the glimmer of the same jewelry on Alora and Xena. Her eyes glowing out of the dark. As she

gets closer I can see the same twinkling dots of light in her hair that was in Alora’s hair, and Xena’s fur.

She’s walking slowly towards us. Her skin is obsidian black, she’s wearing a black spaghetti strap

dress that went down to mid thigh that looked made of a night sky bursting with stars. Other than her

coloring she looked exactly like Alora.? Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

As she walks closer I see streaks of shiny silver everywhere her skin was exposed, everywhere except

her face. The sprites eyes haunted me with a deep ocean of pain. My fears being confirmed and worse

as I look at every scar. Whip and blade marks in varying depths and lengths everywhere. Agony

invades me, I failed to be able to protect my daughter, and look what happened. I look at her eyes, then

Alora’s, then Xena’s. I failed all three of them. I push the pain back for a moment. I needed to hold on

for a little longer.?)

I look at the sprite, Xena and Alora do to, Alora is looking at her with pain filed horror. “May we have

your name little one.” I ask the sprite. “Selena,’ she says her voice a musical alto a few scales higher

than Alora’s. “Selena,” I say, my voice husky. I swallowed then I look at Alora. She’s looking at her

sprite in fascinated curiosity, as is Xena.This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com

“You look as if you three have never seen each other.” I comment to them. All three look at me and say

in unison “We haven’t.’ was said. “How is that?” I ask them. Selena looks at them then at me. “Until

today I’ve been chained to the ‘space’ that was in between their ‘spaces’, half was Xena’s, the other

Alora’s, until they broke the chains binding us.” She told us. “Since they were broken, our ‘spaces’ were

able to combine into this one.” she gestures in a half circle at everything. “This is what our ‘space

should have been at our birth.” her voice was soft as she explained this to us.

“I was unable to connect to Alora and Xena, I couldn’t call out to them, I was completely bound from

them.” her voice sad. “All I could do was learn what they knew through the books that appeared on

their shelves.” she looked at the shelves. “In the in between ‘space’ Xena’s shelves were dark gray,

Alora’s bright white, I learned what they learned.” she looks at her arms. “With each scar that appeared

I felt how weak it made Alora, and Xena.” her voice sad. “I couldn’t protect them, so I called out to the

Moon Goddess.” she said.

“The Goddess answered when Alora, still bound from us, had almost given in to death.” What she said

strikes me to my core, the pain and shock visceral. “The Goddess said she could only unbind one of

us,” she says “To unbind all of us would have gotten us killed by mother.” my anger at the pain my

daughter has gone through is building, as is my anguish. I should have been there for them, my

daughters had needed me. “To unbind me, would have gotten us killed.” she went on “So I asked her to

unbind Xena, and for access to knowledge to cultivate our magic.” she’d protected them by staying

bound.

“The Goddess gifted me with my own shelves, filled with every kind of book on magic out there,” she

points towards the Willow. That’s when I noticed that there were three different colors of shelves

surrounding the tree. A third in white, glowing in the moon light, a third in a silver gray, and the final

third obsidian black. “Every time a new book or journal is written about magic, it appears on my black

shelves.” she tells us.This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com

“So I have spent the years cultivating our magic, reinforcing our strength, and improving our healing

abilities.” she said. “I also practiced battle moves in both this form I’m in of Alora, and my one of Xena,

against the dummy opponents I created in that ‘space’ training for the day I could finally join them” she

say’s. I’m impressed, my daughter was so much stronger than I thought. “The spell that bound us, had

a condition.” she tells us.

“It would only stay binding as long as Alora did not receive a rejection from her fated mate.” No, this

meant she was rejected. “That happened today, when the binding came undone, I hid.” she says,

wrapping her arms around herself “I was afraid of how they would react to my presence.” she looks at

connection solidifys, and Selena’s knowledge passes to both Xena and Alora. They turned to look at

me. I smile at them, they were my daughter. ” I wish I could stay here with you.” I tell them. “But we’ll

have to talk another time, I arrive for my visit with the Moon Mountain pack Saturday, we’ll meet in

person then.” I tell them.

I look at all three and say. “You are my daughter, and I can’t wait to get to know you.” I tell her, my

voice once again husky with emotion. “Your siblings will also love to meet you, they’ll be coming with

me and my mate.” I tell them. “That and if I don’t bring them they will follow on their own anyway, Once

they found out they had an older sister they couldn’t stop talking about how they wanted to meet you.” I

say dryly. Then I smile at them. I walk up to Alora, Selena and Xena. “I’d like to hold you for a moment

before I go.” I tell her. 2This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com

They all nod, I open my arms and I pull Selena and Alora to me in a tight hug, holding them for a bit,

then I let go and look into the eyes of Xena. Even sitting her head came up to mine. I reach up and

wrap my arms around her, she rubs her face against me. I step back looking at them. “I will see you

Saturday.” leaving the space returning to my body