Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
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.
“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. 2
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 hapter 46
King Sabastian’s POV
I get back to my body, and I roar with my anguish and anger. “I WILL HAVE MY VENGENCE FOR EVERY SCAR MY
DAUGHTER CARRIES ON HER SPRITE FORM!!!” I roar in pain at what was done to my daughter. “BETTINA I WILL RIP YOU
TO PEICES FOR EVERY WRONG YOU’VE DONE HER!!!” tears poor from my eyes. Stephanie has her arms wrapped around me. Clutching me to her breasts. “Oh Bas, Goddess, what has that woman done to our girl?” she breaths out, feeling my pain through our bond. I couldn’t help but let another long roar of pain sound at the horror my daughter has had to survive, and almost didn’t “AAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!” my throat raw by the time I stopped. 23
Alora’s POV
My father had been beautiful and so handsom. At least six foot six. Broad shoulders with long white hair, tan skin and white eyes rimmed in red. I could not believe my true birth father was King of all the Vampires. And he had looked at me like he wanted me as his daughter, he didn’t have any hate in his eyes for me. I got to hug him, and would see him in person Saturday. I was excited. Then there was meeting Selena, and feeling like a missing piece of the puzzle that was me was finally in place. The world had shifted and felt like it was right now. Accepting Selena had brought a whole new level of power, and an infinite amount of magical knowledge. 10
I had a new understanding of myself and my powers, more then I ever did before. I also seethed a bit in anger. She had taken everything from me. I would never forgive her for this. I wanted her to answer for her crimes. Not just for us, but for our father.
Somehow I didn’t think Bettina was going to get out of this. I couldn’t call her mom anymore. She was never a mother to me, she was an incubator, one who despised having birthed me. The closest woman I had to a mother was Luna Ember. She genuinely cared about me, and now that she was no longer having to show restraint, had showered me in affection at dinner. She was what, Bettina, should have been to me.
Discovering Selena, and finding out the sacrifice she had made for our survival, had been emotional. I was now exhausted, more complete then ever before, but emotionally, mentally and physically drained. This day has been way to long. Looking at the clock
I see that it’s now five minutes till two. After our father had left, Xena, Selena and I had sat at the shore of our pond in our ‘space’ and talked. Looking at Selena I saw every bit of abuse I had suffered at the hands of those who were supposed to have loved me, cared for me. (3)
But they hadn’t. Instead they have visited things upon me no child should have had to experience. The woman who birthed me, had abused me from birth. She had my wolf bound, she had my sprite bound, she had bound the life chain connecting me to my father. Then using the death of another child, had deceived my father into thinking the pup she bore him was a boy, and had died in a car accident. Her abuse had affected and tortured not just my human side, but my wolf and sprite as well.
I would never forgive her for this. I could no longer let her pass because she birthed me. I would have justice for Xena and
Selena. Sarah, also had a lot to answer for. Some of the scars on Selena were form her, and they had gone deep. Sarah loved to stab me, to slice me up. She got some kind of sick pleasure out of it. Selena had answered a lot of our questions. Ones we’ve been wondering for years. Although she had been separated from us, she had still been able to communicate with all the shadows around us, and those shadows contained a vast amount of secrets. O
Selena was a Shadow Sprite, with powerful light magic, granted to her through our blessing from the Goddess. So she was not a normal Shadow Sprite, being a hybrid changed what she could do, and the magic she was able to wield. Adding in the
Goddesses blessing from the wolf side, and you have what is basically a powerhouse. If I hadn’t already been aware that I was a freak of nature, this knowledge made it glaringly apparent. Not like I don’t really care. The song Queen of Freaks by AVIVA went through my head, the main chorus really, so I sing it quietly to myself a moment.
“I’m a freeeeak”
“And you know it”
“I’m a freeeeak”
“Don’t I show it?”
“I’m a freeeeak”
“And I own it”
“Won’t you come and play with meeee?”
It was a bit jaunty, slightly upbeat and always seemed to make me smile when I heard it. Selena could shift her form to look like
Xena only the colors where swapped, and her fur looked like moving shadows with thousands of twinkling stars winking in and out her fur. The white looked like moving light. Her half form, a copy of mine and Xena’s, was the same way. The colors swapped out, the white hair seemed to rise off her in waves of light vapor, it was a beautiful sight, she was mystical looking. She told us
with her released, our forms would look different when she melded with us metaphysically.