Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
as her wounds disappeared.When the spell was over, and the screaming was done, Matt pulled Rain off the ground and into his lap, clutching her to his chest. I didn’t blame him, I would have reacted the same way after hearing those screams. After a moment, Rain seemed to have recovered from this ordeal, because of the words she said while looking at Matt.
“Do you have a plan already in mind Alpha Soulfire?” I asked her, using her title deliberately, revealing and acknowledging her rank to the Pack.
“Not a plan, no, but I know where she is and I can get you there. I just need more power crystals. My masters and mine are burnt out for the moment.” Rain said. “Even my staff and crystal ball will need a recharge.”
“How do you recharge them?” I asked her.
“There are several ways, one is by placing them in a pool of water blessed by the Moon Goddesses power. Or if there is a sacred place with a large power source that would be willing to fill my items with its energy. That’s if I want it done fast, otherwise
I can only gradually infusion them with my magic over a lengthy period of time.” Rain replied.
I looked at the Willow tree, and then at the koi pond. “You need to ask the Willow to see if she is willing to infuse your items with her power, the koi pond is also full of an energy and life force of its own. I’m sure if it’s for Alora, the spirits of both would be more than happy to help you.” I told her.
She looked at me in surprise, and then she pulled herself out of Matt’s arms and stood up. Matt stood up with her and pulled her right back into his arms, holding her back to his front as she looked at the Willow tree and the pond. She looked shocked after a moment. Then excited, she said something softly to Matt as she placed a hand on his cheek.
Matt-listened, nodded his head a little reluctantly and kissed the palm that had been on his cheek, making his mate blush. He let her go, and Rain stared at him a moment longer with her cheeks red. Then she used some finger gestures and her items came to her. Her and Lillian took their crystals and the ball to the water, the staff to the tree.
There was a little ritual they preformed and then suddenly there was colorful light everywhere as their crystals and the staff were infused with magic and energy from the pond and the tree. Once done they gathered in front of me. Rain was a sight to see.
There was fire in her ball and the ball inside her staff, her crystals were floating around her in a ring, her ball just floating off to the side, the staff standing on its own next to her. Lillian’s crystals had been stored back in the satchel she had slung over her
shoulder.
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The people most intimately connected to Alora and I gathered around us. “What do you need us to do, Alpha Rain?” I asked her.
“This is everyone who is coming?” she asked me, I nodded my head. She turned to her people, and handed out some orders, and forced her Beta to stay back. Then she turned back to us. “Hang on.” She ordered.
Then the rotating wall of fire that brought Rain here, surrounded us, taking us to my mate.
Alora’s POV
I was standing in front of Sarah contemplating on what to do to her first, when the first spell came my way. I didn’t even move, not even to glance in the direction the spell came from. The spell came up against a barrier, the rotating mandala glowed violet as it blocked the spell. Then the spell shattered against the ward.
With that, my decision on what to do to Sarah first was decided. I needed to take care of the pests first, but I couldn’t have Sarah running away before I could punish her. I lifted my freshly healed leg and I brought my foot down, first on one knee cap, then the other. I broke both her knees to keep her from being able to get away.I turned and left Sarah laying there on the ground, screeching like a dying pig in pain. I looked around me, there were about a hundred of the Black Magic Coven members surrounding me. The smile on my face grew, curling with cruel amusement. They just kept handing themselves to me on a platter.
To think that members of the Black Magic Coven had become this….ignorant…of just who I was. ‘Well, I thought as I activated and expanded Blood Harvest, ‘it’s their funeral. The Coven members started to throw spell after spell at me. Filling the air with the fowl scent of their black magic.The closest groups of the Coven started to scream, thirty of them trapped in Blood Harvest. My power grew, and I automatically stored the overflow into the rings, repowering them. Once done with the first thirty of the Coven I turned and advance towards more of my prey. The smell of fear was permeating the air, as the remaining members realized just how badly they had messed up. 2
“Tamashinohi! Uchi ni oide!” I called out in my echoing voice. A golden rotating mandala appeared above me, in the middle of the mandala a dark hole appeared. Out of the hole came my twin swords.
Once the swords were in my hands, the magic mandala disappeared. With the swords in my hands, I went to work. I flew through the air, at a group of a dozen. Coven members. Slicing through them fast and easy, some screaming in agony and shock before dying. Others only got to gurgle on blood, and a few never got the chance to even make a sound.
Nearly half of the Coven members were now dead, and a few of those left seemed like they were about to make a run for it, when I got close enough to trap them in Blood Harvest. There were only five in my spell this time.
I was draining them dry when out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of a large icy blue wall of fire in the distance. The wall of fire didn’t last long before it disappeared. My wards deflected more spells, and the five within my spell stopped screaming and died..
Done with that I jumped in a new direction at another cluster of Coven members. None of these members knew how to handle close combat, so they fell easily to my sword. Their blood flew everywhere in gushing fountains of red. There was no way to avoid all the gore I was creating, so I was covered in blood.
It dripped from my hair, my tail, the red on my tail looking extra gory against my white fur. Blood dripped down my arms and covered my legs, and torso. I imagined I looked like a blood covered Goddess of vengeance. In that moment…that is exactly… what I was. Throwing back my head I let loose a long and loud fear inducing howl.
Not many of the members remained, I was so focused on stalking the rest of my prey I didn’t notice who had just arrived with that wall of blue fire. With a large and vicious snarl of rage ripped from my chest I ran after my next targets. They turned around and tried to run. But they forgot about Blood Harvest, it froze them in place.
Because they had the audacity to try and run from their fate. I decided that a quick death by my swords was not something they deserved, and drained them. Their screams loud with their despair and agony as they died.
It was the whispered “Oh shit.” In a shocked, but familiar voice, that had my gaze snapping in the direction that the wall of icy blue fire had been.
The only one of this new group of beings that I truly saw, was my mate. Damien stood there, tall, large, and in the flesh. I stood there a moment, just taking in the sight of him, hardly believing he was real. I was distracted from this when one of the few remaining coven members sent a spell at me.
It broke against my ward, and only succeeded in drawing my attention to them. Not wanting to drag this out any longer, now that my mate was here, I just killed the last of the Cover members with; my swords.
1 put my swords away with the words “Imanotokoro hanarete.”
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Damien’s POV