Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
That was about an hour ago. I see lights go on in two different balcony windows side by side directly across from me in the other wing, the Communal wing. The boys must be back now, wonder if they already gave Serenity her things, they must have arrived by the time I had finished my talk with the Alpha. The Alpha is going to offer them a positon at my side tomorrow.
Listening to the rain coming down was soothing to me. I loved the rain, there was something cleansing about it. It brought with it a meditative peace I needed at the moment, for the chaos inside me. So much has happened in such a short time, and I was still processing most of it. One of which was that my mother has apparently been evil since before my birth, and Sarah was basically her copy. I mean on some base level of my mind I had an inkling, but this has confirmed it. I thought I was all wolf, and that if
Allister was not my father, it was another wolf. (2
But no, I was not all wolf, if the Alpha’s suspicion’s are true, I was a Hybrid. How’s that for going out and finding yourself. Most people come back with a new state of mind, me however. I come back with a whole new species, that I hadn’t know till now I was. Even before we get the results, I felt the Alpha was right. My magic, if I took a step back to look at it, my magic was a mixture of light and shadow’s.
Then there was the other presence I felt inside me now, and a chain that connected to somewhere. Where did the chain go? I sit down on the floor between the open doors. I sat in a meditative position and closed my eyes. I needed to go inside myself and find some answers for the questions plaguing me. Deep breath in, drawing in the sent of rain and flowers, slowly exhale, letting go of my physical self. O
I was transported into Xena’s space, only it was more now. The bookshelves from my space were here, placed around her willow with purple bark and glowing blue flowers. But if I look closer at those flowers, I could see they were cherry blossoms. My shelves, white stone glowing under the twilight of Xena’s space, the climbing vines now deep dark greens, their flowers glowing.
I look around.
It’s like my an Xena’s place has melted together. I’m naked again, with my hair swinging free down my back, the stars twinkling among the strands. Here my tattoos and crown were physical manifestations their marking in my skin ?ad portrayed. The temperature was temperate, warm without being overly so, the scent of rain, flowers and lightning drifting around me.
I had appeared under the willow. I walked across the soft earth and grass, down an isle created by the staggered rows of bookshelves, walking toward the pond, with the brightly colored koi, I was looking for Xena. I see her sitting on the shore of the
pond, looking into the glowing water. My toes sink into the earth as I step onto the shore next to Xena, connecting me further to this plane. O
I decided I need to be wearing something so I can sit, thinking of short shorts and a spaghetti strap tank. Looking down the shorts are white and glow slightly, my top is black, but not just plain black. The top looked like it was made of swirling shadows and the nights sky, it was low cut showing my cleavage, I didn’t bother with a bra. Though my chest was large, I was a werewolf, so my breasts were still high and perky without the bra. With my new outfit on I sit down next to Xena, the jewelry on me was also a physical manifestation on her too.
This time, instead of the sky being an even split, only the tip of the sun here could be seen, the moon was now fill and bright. It must be a reflection of what time it was in reality. (1)
“I need answers” I say to her, she nods.
“I think we both do,” she replies. “There is another presence here, and there have been changes.”
“I have felt that presence too, why are my book shelves here?” I ask her.
“Our ‘spaces’ have melded together. In the light, the willow will have light brown bark, the willows flowers, will be pink cherry blossoms.” she told me. “It used to not get that bright here, but I find I have quite enjoyed the changes.”
“It’s beautiful in here, I like it.” I tell her. I look down again, staring into the water, watching the koi dance around each other. out of the corner of my eye, I see the chain again. This one wasn’t wrapped around my power, this one was made of obsidian black links that had delicate silver and gold inlays in intricate designes. It’s beautiful, and it lead somewhere.
“Xena.” I say, getting her attention again. “Do you know where this chain leads?” I ask her, grabbing ahold of it, the links faded as they enter me. “I’m not sure where the chain goes, but it’s been blocked by the others binding us till now.” she tells me. “I wonder how we find out” I say aloud. “Maybe tug on it?” she says. So I tug on it, it wiggles, but not much. So I pull on it harder, I felt something then, it was faint. I tug even harder, repeatedly, like ringing a bell. There was a wave of power that rushed at me from the other end.
Whatever was attached to the other end had been called, and it was answering the call. Maybe I would now find out what was on the other side of this chain tonight. The question was though, would I like it?
King Sabastian’s POV
I was standing on the balcony outside mine and Stephanie’s bedroom. I was looking down at a vast garden below. Our mountain range was bursting with life. Trees wore their best leaves, bushes their best flowers, everything was blooming. The wind brought with it flowers and the sent of wet earth. In the distance there is a storm somewhere. I can almost taste the lightning in it. (2
I heave out a heavy sigh. I felt impatient, like time was stretching endlessly out before me. But I know that’s just my imagination. I found out the child I had thought dead, was very much alive, and was not a son as I was told, but a daughter. I was to begin my search for her in the Moon Mountain Pack. However I wasn’t going to arrive for several days now, this Saturday was what was arranged.
It felt like Saturday was light years away to me. I wanted to meet my child, I wanted to be able to hold her to me as I did my others. I had been gone from her life before she was even born. I also have the suspicion that Bettina never meant for her or I to find out about each other. The Alpha of the Moon Mountain Pack said he has someone in his pack he thinks might be her. The problem was that she had her recent blood test result, and they showed that she was the child of Bettina and her husband, an
Allister.
The Alpha didn’t give me a name, he did say that while they had to wait, on the preparations for my visit to be competed, he was going to have another test done. This one to be supervised by his Luna, a she wolf named Ember, who was a Pack medical
Doctor. He said he didn’t want to get either of our hopes up, so he wouldn’t tell me the name and said he wouldn’t tell her which
Vampire might be her e said some magical binding had been broken by the she wolf he talked about. (3
He told me her scent had changed with the breaking of the binding spell she’d been under. The girl he talked about had to be her. I hear my mate come up behind me, we’re both dressed for bed, but I had yet to settle my mind enough for sleep. She wraps her arms around my waist and sets her cheek against my spine. She just holds me a moment, I let her warmth seep into me, giving me comfort. We stand like that in silence, the sounds of the night around us. “I feel so impatient, I’ve been kept from my child for eighteen years, granted I haven’t known that till today, but now that I do….” I trail off.
(2
“Now that you do know you want to be with her this instant and not five days from now?” her question voiced more as a statement. I sigh “Yes my darling light, that is it exactly.” I admit to her. She lets go, hly to move around and face me before putting her arms back around my waist, I wrap mine around her shoulders, pulling her to me, she lays her head on my shoulder. “It’ll be ok. Soon we will meet your daughter, and we’ll have the Alpha’s help in dealing with Bettina.” she says. arc
“Yes, but… I feel like it’s more than just her identity that he’s hiding from me at the moment.” I say to her, ” Something is telling me she’s not had a happy childhood.” I tell her. I feel something wiggle inside my chest a bit, it was extremely faint at the moment. Like one of the children calling out to me. It was too faint for me to tell which direction it came from, nor from which child. (1)
Then it tugs again, stronger this time, I could tell it was some distance away. No…It can’t be…can it? The tug more of a jerk now, and no, none of my children here in the castle were responsible. I’d . already pulled away form Stephanie that first tug, now I look in her eyes with surprise and excitement. “She’s pulling on the life chain.” I say excitedly, then I sit down on the balcony in a meditative pose and close my eyes. I was just in time for another big jerk that rung my bell loudly, my child calling for
1. me. 8
My mate being a Witch had a connection with our children similar to a Vampires, and Werewolves. They call it a spirit link, they are also able to communicate telepathically, kind of like a mind link an Adult wolf has with it’s pup. My oldest had pulled her life chain, linked to me as her parent, and I was going to answer the call, and I’m transported to a world of twilight and glowing flowers. D