Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
One that already knew that its prey was unable to escape its grasp, but there was no need to rush the final attack. This predator could take its time if it so chose. Starlight had her hands clasped behind her back, it almost made her look playful. Stepping out of the prison I looked up, I could see the barrier that was keeping my mate from being able to find our direction.
Sarah had flipped over and was crawling backwards, barely able to move because she was shaking so badly. Her eyes were wide, and tears constantly streamed from them as she sobbed. Seeing that she couldn’t go far at all, I directed my attention at the barrier over the Covens territory.
The fire and lightning dissipated, with that taken care of, I looked down at Sarah. “Now it’s your turn.” I said to her as I stalked forward. Sarah’s screaming and crying heightened.
Damien’s POV
I watched as the training went on well into the afternoon, till it was time for dinner. Inside the Heartsong Training arena, all the academic aspects of battle were being taught. The students here ranged from the old, to the very young. The youngest was a six year old female pup, she was a tribrid. Werewolf, bear and Vampire.
Her red string of fate and who it was attached to had me talking to her. Her mother is a Vampire Werewolf Hybrid of the
Heartsongs, her father a polar bear shifter from the Chukchi Sea. Her father had shown up with a sparkly pink lunch box for her. I found out he was our head chef of the mansion. The polar shifter had a very heavy Russian accent.
When I talked to him, he told me why he had come to our continent. At that time, about a hundred years ago, his part of the other continent was always embroiled with deadly politics and war since he was young. The suppression of those without power, and the government controlling those that did with cruel and vicious means.
When he first came to the continent his English was very bad, but his French was very good, luckily he had met his friend while immigrating here. His decision to leave his home country was made after his entire Clan had been butchered by his region’s
Czar at the time. His Clan had refused to participate in the wars, wanting nothing but to live in peace.
The friends met at a Supernatural Embassy, immigrating to seek better lives for themselves away from the human wars at the time. Both having painful memories they were trying to move on from. They were able to communicate in French easily, and the
French speaking fox shifter was able to translate English for him.
A bond was struck, and when they decided to seek refuge they chose to join the same sponsor groups They found a Bear Clan in the upper north east that was willing to take them to gain their citizenships. There, the Polar learned English. It was a road trip later, and a random stop at a bar that had the pair meeting two of the Heartsong’s Clan’s women.
An accidental touch and a shoulder throw had the polar on the ground and immediately in love with his fated mate. His best friend had found his fated amongst our Clan that night as well. The polar said to have such a strong woman as his mate was an honor, so it was his responsibility to make sure his family was well fed with delicious food, and clothed in beautiful clothing. 3
Found out this male wasn’t just a head chef, he was also a Master Tailor and clothing designer. What I hadn’t realized till that moment was that I knew his work. The couple’s set of formal wear Alora and I had worn to the banquet at her Father’s Castle had actually been designed by this Polar.
When I told him about that set, he looked surprised. He blushed when I praised his artistry, his Clan had once been praised around the world for their beautiful works. They had been amazing artisans, not people of war. They had made beautiful things, not bloodshed.
It made me sad to think this Polar and three others were all that was left of that once great Clan. According to the Polar, the only reason he and the three others were spared, was because they had all been away at various Universities. Finishing up lessons that were taken only to perfect their crafts. His daughter wanted to be a warrior like her mother, and had been extremely intelligent from a young age.
After meeting them and talking to them I couldn’t help but think Alora would love them. I decided that when Alora was back, I would introduce her to this father and daughter pair, that would eventually be a part of our lives. I had dinner with my mother, she made sure everything was ready for our impending guests. My mother, the amazing female she was, had been extremely efficient.
It was evening now, the moon was already out, I stood under Alora’s tree and stared into her pond. I wasn’t standing there for long when I was joined by Matt. I didn’t bother to ask why he hadn’t gone home, I knew why he hadn’t, and I didn’t blame him.
We had only been standing there in silence together for about thirty minutes when I heard the cracking sound of multiple strikes of electricity. A flash of ice blue -flame lit up the ground not far from the tree. Then a large circle of ice blue fire and white lightning rotated above, then it expanded down in a rotating circler wall of
fire.With a boom it dispersed, and left behind, were roughly three hundred beings, in cloaks carrying satchels. Many were transformed into Lycans or the half forms of other shifters. I could smell blood, and there were heavily injured among the group.
There was a faint stench of black magic in the air as well. In front of them all was a red haired girl-with glowing blue eyes.
Rain had finally arrived.
Damien’s POV
When Rain arrived and Matt started to rush over to her, I had initially followed behind him to welcome her and her Clan on
Alora’s behalf. Then the stench of black magic seemed to have exploded into the air, spreading arks of the new Alpha’s blood everywhere. Matt understandably let out a pain filled roar of protest at this sight and managed to catch her before she fell to the ground.
I stayed back, because nothing was more important than a mate. Instead I started to give orders for the rest of Rain’s Clan to be treated and to be taken care of. However, when they were offered places to rest inside, they refused to leave their Alpha. Their
Alpha was currently covered in blood being held in her mates lap.
Matt and Rain had been surrounded partially by my warriors when he rushed over to hold her, so when two of her people tried to rush over they were stopped. Then Matt told them to let them through. I nodded at the warriors letting them know it was fine. I had a feeling these two were very important to Rain by the way Matt was acting.
I continued to stay back, while I was the Alpha here, acting in Alora’s place. Rain was Matt’s mate, and he deserved to have time to be with his mate, especially one that was hurt so badly. To think this would be how they first met, Matt’s mate was covered in blood and mud, just like Alora when I first met her. Unlike Alora though, Rain’s abuse was written all over her skin, visible to everyone.
This was going to break Alora’s heart. Thinking about Alora had me reaching out to her. I came up against a warm wall, she was there, and I could feel her life force and her love of me in this wall. Alora had something she was hiding and didn’t want me to see, but she was still trying to provide me comfort at the same time. This meant something was wrong, I felt like a heavy stone just dropped into the pit of my stomach.
Matt voicing a protest made me refocus on the situation in front of me. Alora would want me to make sure these beings were cared for in her absence. When Rain said Alora’s name my gaze snapped to hers. Did this wounded Alpha still think she had the strength to keep fighting? But the determination in her gaze told me she did.
Alora was going to love this female. Matt placed his mate on the ground and gripped her upper arms, holding her to the ground.
Distress and determination in his expression. Rain’s Beta was holding her legs down, and the Witch Lillian, with her glowing floating crystals, said a spell. Then Rain started to scream and I watched