Werewolf’s Heartsong

Chapter 62

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King Sebastian’s POV con’d

Alpha Andrew confirmed what he had just said. “Yes, she’s a Clan Alpha now, as of today actually.” he

tells us. “I should tell you, Alora has been special to my family for years now.” he says, his tone grim.

His tone didn’t bode well for why he was calling me. “I’m beginning to think I’m not going to like what

your about to tell me.” I say to him.

He sighs, it’s troubled “No I don’t think you are, while Alora was special to us, she wasn’t to her so

called blood or her original Clan.” he says, pausing a moment “We were not able to stop the abuse they

subjected her to.” he says the last with pain in his tone,

I stand frozen, remembering all the silver marks across her Sprites skin. “I saw the scars.” I tell him. ,

He wasn’t surprised at that.

Instead he told me “Alora told us she’d met you in her ‘space’ last night, that’s why I’m calling, I think as

her father….you should see some video recording we were able to get.” he says, his voice is hoarse.

My gut is churning, what was it that he had to show me. “Send them to my email.” I tell him what it is.

“Ok it’s sent.” a pause “You should have your mate with you when you watch,” he says.

My mate looks up at me with determination “She wouldn’t let me watch them without her.” I say.

He chuckles “I want to let you know, that those people, will not be escaping retribution for all they’ve

done.” his tone a growl at the end. “This weekend we will establish your official connection to the Pack,

this will allow you to travel freely here after.” he says. “This means you won’t have to deal with all the

Ceremony that comes with a King visiting our territory.”

That was a relief, and something I hadn’t expected. “Thank you.” I tell him.

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He scoffs a little. “I’ll not keep you from Alora, she needs at least one of her blood to treat her with the

love and respect she’s always deserved.” then in a firm tone “You need to watch those videos before

your visit, you’ll need them to brace yourself for more of her truths.” he says to me. 2

We end our call, and me and my mate sit on the couch. I connect my tablet to the TV above the Fire

place, go to my email and open the video’s he sent. My fury grows, they’ll all pay, I’ll rip those sick

bastards to pieces. They will know my wrath, for daring to touch my child in such ways. My vision red I

sit shaking from my emotions, my mate with her arms around me, a sob passed from her lips. 2

I can feel her internal screaming at what happened to Alora. Her melded form with Selena was

beautiful, even with all those marks. But my baby, my child. They had hurt MY child. I get up from the

couch, I go out the balcony door, I can’t sit still. I had to do something. I go to the stone gazebo that I’ve

been meaning to have torn down, it was a monstrously ugly monolithic structure.

This was a perfect time, with all my rage, I punched the thickest of it’s support columns. It was six feet

across, a round column. When I punched it, my fist caved a hole in it almost all the way through, the

wave of power released disintegrating the column after a moment. With punches at three more of the

columns, the entire structure comes down with a loud boom.

I look back at the Balcony, there they were. My mate, looking at the mess I made, not even angry about

it. The sky had darkened, lightning was lighting up the sky. That was how my mate showed her extreme

grief. She wasn’t going to disparage mine, besides she had hated the gazebo, it had been the site of a

few Black Magic rituals.

As if to add evidence to how much she hated it, her lightning came down striking at it several times.

Causing more stone to break apart in the repeated attacks, her anger quieted a little. The lightning

stopped, the sky clearing a bit, but it was still stormy. The wind was raging though, and looking at

Kassandra I see why, she has tears streaming from her eyes, her gaze furious.

I should have known, I knew better than to not check for my children when ever it came to something

important. My little devils were terrible eavesdroppers. More curious than the cats we had all around

the Castle. The dogs being just as bad sometimes. Next to her were all her brothers, they looked angry

too, each and every one of them concerned.

My mate seeing where my gaze was going turned around, startled when she saw them there. Then

opening her arms they all went to her, she wrapped them in her comfort. I wish Alora could have been

born to this woman, she would have never known the hurt she had, if my mate had birthed her. Making

me appreciate even more that the Goddess blessed me with this woman. She would love Alora, she’ll

give her the affection she had always deserved.

I had a feeling though, that my oldest and my boys were not going to stay put, till it was time for me to

leave. Kassandra finished her last exam tomorrow. I sigh, my emotions settled for the moment. I walk

back up to the balcony. She was eighteen now, technically I didn’t have a way to hold her here. It was

her right to see her sister. The boys would just follow if she didn’t take them with her. 2

She looks up at me. “You take my Lincoln Navigator, your cousin Cerebella will go with you, your Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

mother and I will make sure you are all packed appropriately.” I begin, her eyes widening “You will be

responsible for your brothers” then looking at my boys. “You will listen to your sister and Cousin, you

will not cause trouble.” I warn them. 2

They all nodded, Kassandra throwing herself into my arms. I hold her close, my precious girl has grown

up, and she would be a force to be reckoned with. They’ll be able to give Alora the sibling connection

and love she should have gotten from Sarah. That cunt had a special kind of punishment in store for

her, and I had no doubt my Kassandra would give it to her.

One thing I knew of my Kass, you didn’t fuck with her siblings, she may pick on them a bit, but no harm

came to them. To harm them was to see her temper, and she had an interesting magic. Her Vampire

and Witch Magic combining to make her the strongest graduate in her Academy of Magic. “You will all

be careful, I’ll warn Alpha Andrew to expect you.” I tell them. 2

“I know what to give Alora.” gasps out my Mate, she then runs inside. Going through a door in the study

to our bedroom. It’s a moment before she comes back out. It’s a pair of rings, with Celtic knots

all the way around. “These will store a beings, magic leavings, the longer they wear them, the more

they absorb. She’ll wear them on her middle fingers, if ever there is a time she is weakened severely,

she can access the stored magic and use it to replenish herself.” she explains in a rush. 2

After everything that had been done to her, I had a feeling these would be a welcomed gift. They’re in a

Dark purple velvet box, a card inside explaining what they do. “You made these.” I comment looking at

the designs, recognizing her magic in the craftsmanship.

“Yes, the design just came to me one night, and the knots match what was on Alora’s Lunar Princess

regalia.” she said. “I think I was supposed to make them for her.” she says. 2

Remembering her amulet to me I had a whole new feeling about this gift. “Can she infuse her magic

into this in more than just what it’ll absorb?” I ask her, trying to keep my feeling of foreboding out of my

voice.

But I should have know, she knew, her gifts have saved many lives when it came to an item like this, or

like my amulet. The magic that had her giving them unique to her alone, at least till Kassandra. She

seemed to have the same knack, remembering the breathing stone she gave her brother in a pendent

he had been wearing. 2

He would have drowned without that stone, by placing it in his mouth, he was able to breath the air it

had absorbed. It had been a freak accident that had him falling into and then briefly trapped in the lake

one summer afternoon. My mates face was serious, as was her tone “I will write the instructions for

infusing her magic into it.” her gaze was worried but determined. “At the end of each day, before she

rests, she should put her excess power into the rings.”

She looks down at them, pointing “They have an infinity lock, allowing her to store an infinite amount of

magic in them. That’ll be important, as most objects can only hold so much, but this will allow her to

draw on the magic as needed without, depleting the ring completely.” My amulet had been a one time

use with it’s magic. This would mean these rings could be used throughout her lifetime. Used when

necessary.

“They also can store more than the wearers magic, she’ll be able to pass them on to her pups, and

they will be able to draw on her magic in case they had to, and add their own magic into the rings.” she

said “I added a fail safe though, once on her, they will only answer to her, or someone of her direct

bloodline, and they’ll recognize intent to the original host.”

This meant they could never be used to harm her, or by someone not meant to have them. Her first gift

to Alora such an important one. It only seemed right.