Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
Darien stands up. “Come on Matt, me and you need to have a long conversation. I think its time we were finally friends again.”
Serenity’s hand in his, Darien leaves the kitchen, Matt dismissed by the Alpha followed. I hope they could repair their friendship.
It’s eaten away at Darien all these years. O
Damien’s POV
With blood dripping from Zane’s muzzle, we stand over our last opponent for this form. Hearing the confirmation of my win I shift back to human. The medic rushed to see to the wolf. Xander’s matches having gone much the same way. We stood together, waiting. It was late morning now. The officials had asked us all if we wanted to take a break, but even the injured wolfs rejected that. We all had places to go, a loss didn’t matter in that to some of them, it was just one step closer to going home.
They made us take twenty minutes, making us all hydrate and catch our breath. Then they started the next matches, these one’s were going to take a little longer, our half forms evening out the playing field. At least for the other pairs. Then it was time for mine and Xander’s first battles in our Half forms. It didn’t take us as long as I expected, the extra strength I got from Alora’s Pack bonds nearly doubling what I had before.
When we’re done it’s back to the sidelines. Because I couldn’t stand to sit idle this morning, and neither could Xander, we had already packed our things. Everything in our vehicles. We didn’t want it to take any longer than necessary before we left the school. We were gone after the fights. On our way home to our mates. The second round was finally up, we handled that quickly as well.
I didn’t want to take another twenty minute break, it was now almost one thirty, that means it would be almost three before we could head out. We would definitely need a shower, our clothes in the duffle bags at our feet, a quick shower in the locker rooms, dress then gone. The minutes ticking by eternity by eternity. If I’d ever had the habit, I would probably be chewing my nails off by now. 2
Finally, finally they called us up for our last match, me and Xander standing there side by side in our half forms, facing our opponents. Waiting for the signal, then when it does, we’re off. Showing no mercy, going fast and fierce, not giving our opponents a chance to defend themselves. Our opponents on the ground not moving. The officials make their motions, declare us the winner. Then the cruel ass holes make us sit down and wait.
They have to compile everything before they can release us. I’m growling off to the side. “Easy Alpha, well be free soon.” Xander tells me.
I snarl “Not soon enough.” A growl in my tone.
“I know.” Says Xander.
They get done with whatever useless thing their doing to hold me up from getting to my mate and go to the platform. Most of the
University had turned up to watch our finales, more of a spectacle than it would have been at our High School. They go through their speeches, before listing the final rankings. – Xander and I securing First Rank of the Graduating Class. It was a little bit longer, almost three now, before they finally ended it all. O
Xander and I took quick showers and dressed. The Principal was standing outside the locker room. ‘Not another delay’ I groan internally. “What can I do for you Headmaster?” I ask him.
“I just wanted to say congratulations to you and Xander, and I expect an invitation to your Alpha Ceremony when your father retires.” He said.
I relax, not another delay, just a parting of student from our Masters care. “Thank you Headmaster, you’ll get the invitation.” I tell him. He nods then turns and heads away up the hallway. Xander and I practically run in the other direction, all the way out to our vehicles. I knew I would be speeding the whole way home.
“Please Goddess don’t let me get pulled over.” I say as I start my car and peal out of the lot. “I’m coming home Alora, wait for me.”
Alora’s POV
After our breakfast encounter, Jaxon, Victor, Kian, Galen and I go to the training grounds. We were now late, so I knew that was not going to bode well for us. But when we get there, Master Brock is sitting on one of the training benches looking at his tablet. I don’t know why I felt surprised at catching him with a tablet. One of those Galaxy S7 tablets with this S pen.
There was a girl at School who had one. She created amazing art work on it, apparently she was also able to make money off commissions she did on it too, she used an app that would transfer her work on the tablet to her custom desk top she had at home. Not only was she chatty, as I only overheard all these details, she loved her technology and was a creative person.
But what would the Master Trainer do with such a device? He was a training Master, didn’t they still use pen and paper? He’s also has a pair of air pod ear buds, in his ears. ‘Ya know….that’s what you get, when you assume the older generations don’t embrace new technology’ I think to myself. Master Brock has obviously embraced technology, which became more apparent when he pulls out one of the new Galaxy S 21 Ultras.
He’s even got the case with the Spen! Like for real? I’m still on the 20! The only reason I even have that is because Darien got tired of my S7 dying on me after I fried the battery. Apparently plugging your phone into a charger with a damaged cord was a bad idea. Darien took the phone with him on his lunch break one day, then he came back with this monstrous upgrade from what
I was used to, and said “Happy Birthday, no gift backs because I traded your old phone in for this one.” The Smart ass.
But I’d made sure to get a really good case for it. I even splurged a little and got me a wireless charger, no more risk to my phone with a broken cord. But I got some off brand air pods for twenty dollars, I wasn’t spending that much money on name brand. I didn’t have it, at the time, besides I like my air pods, they work just fine, I wasn’t spending the money now, even though I definitely had it now. 2
We stood there, all of us, just watching him. He was watching something that made him furious at first, then he was smiling. I didn’t know if he was watching the same video or a new one. He glanced up when he saw us, and froze, he looks almost guilty.
He closes his tablet case and takes out the pods and puts them away, in their fancy charging case.
“Well you seem very high tech there Master Brock.” I tease him.
He gives me a grumpy face that only makes me giggle. “Just because I’m older doesn’t mean I don’t embrace modern convenience” he snaps.
I really shouldn’t, but I couldn’t help it, I had to say it “So an old dog really can learn new tricks.” The smile refused to be contained, it broke across my face wide and bright, the laughter spilling forth at the look of annoyance on his face.
He growls at me, the others are staring at me, their looks a mixture of horror and laughter. “Well if little miss Prince-ass is done laughing.” I shouted a “Hey” at the very pronounced ass he made while saying Princess “Lets get on with the training you all are late for.” He says. 3
He comes to stand in front of us, then he starts sniffing, he steps back and looks at me. He concentrates for a moment before his eyes go wide. “Actually, I’m thinking it would be a very good idea, for you to explain to me everything, that has happened since your last fight training day girly.” His tone while firm also held surprise.
Everything was different now, I am not the same she wolf he saw two days ago. “Sooo00000…….um….well….ya see….it, um…”
‘Where the hell do I start!’ I think in a panic to myself.