Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
Alora turned her bead and looked at him with a raised eyelitow. “Are they stronger than Darien?” she asked, her tone dry.
Mason snorted. “Hell no.”
“Then there is no reason to worry.” Alota said, then went back to watching the current challenge.
Darien laughed at the look of stunned realization on the others faces, especially Mason’s. “What did you expect her answer to be?” He asked them.
Jaxon was the best to recover. “Well, when you put in that way, it makes sense. None of us can beat her, and those two are only
Beta Class fighters.”
The others started to talk to each other again, Darien however, was looking at Alora, Darien thought of a conversation he once had with Damien, after he had watched Damien and Alora spat. For some reason he couldn’t remember, Darien had asked
Damien about how strong he thought Alora would get. Damien’s response wax to tell him that Mora would one day be stronger than anyone in the Pack.
Clan Alphax Frost and Northmountain were now sitting behind Bettina and Allister. They sat like two Kings, and Bettina and
Allister practically bowed to them in subjugation. The two Alphas had both become rather furious, as they watched the dark stain forced upon their Clans thoroughly humiliate one of the shining stars of theu Clans. Now they were over here to get an explanation for everything that had happened.
These two Clan Alphas looked identical to each other, their dual-colored eyes were inner rings of icy blur and outer rings of a watery blue. Their long white hair was waist length, the same color as theit goatees. They had chiseled features, and while they could be called gorgeous, they were so ice cold and stone faced it was off putting.
Unlike Allister, the two hundred year old Clan Alphas trained daily, so their bodies were thick with hard packed muscle. The
Alphas were also much taller than Allister at the height of seven foot seven. They dressed in matching three piece suits. The blazers, trousers, and button up shirts were a bright white. Over the button up shirts were pale gray pocket vests with silver embroidery. The suits were completed with royal blue ties.
“It is bad enough that she was born wrong, now she has blatantly challenged our Class by changing her sumame to that of the
Heartsong Clan. We could have let her off lightly if she had not done this.” Clan Alpha Frost said angrily.
“At most we would have locked her up and taught her a good lesson for daring to disobey the orders of her superiors.” Clan
Alpha Northmountain added.
“What should we do with the wretch now, Clan Alphas?” Bettina asked, sounding aggrieved.
“First, we have already videred our grandsons to challenge her and teach her a lesson. They will then be able to compete with her in the final rounds and take her Rank from her. This way we can redeem our Clans Clan Alpha Frost said in an imperious tone.
“You, Bettina, will send het a message and let her know that she is to submit to the punishment of our two future Clan leaders.
After this is done you will bring her to us “Clai Alpha Northmountau ordered.
Uhux vou bung bei bo ux, we attend school” Clan Alpha Froud babi but to change her name back, and she will it be allowed to graduate. As the is now righteen, the no longer needs to
Clan Macwives. We will make wore the pass death every day we allow her to love for today & transgressions” Clan Alpha ains grombed.
Bettina felt happs when she heard the plans the Alpha bal ka that wretch. Allates, however, having an intense feeling of inferiority, was not too happy about the last part of the plan. He wanted to keep klora with them, so that he could punish het however he wanted, whenever he wanted.
Fast, Allister wanted to get a DNA test done on Mora. Il bix suspicions about Mort bot being his daughter were onafiomed, then he could really do to her everything he wanted to dos
Damien and Xander were on a break from their exams. They had finished the first portion of the exams earlier than most other students. It was during this time he was sent a video from his mother. His mother, it seemed, was wasting no time by editing the recording before sending it to him. So, Damien received the cow footage as it played out in real time.
Damien sat against a large tree in the campus courtyard, Xander leaned in close and watched the video over his shoulder.
Xander felt a chill down his spine as he watched. The power Alora unconsciously displayed in the video was that of a Pack Alpha not that of a high school age werewolf
Xander glanced at Damien to see his reaction and felt like his mouth instantly filled with blood in indignation. Was his Alpha concerned…? No! His Alpha was not concerned. Instead, he looked down at his phone’s screen with a loving smile and soft eyes! The world was so unfair to him at the moment, did his scary Alpha have to pick up another scary Alpha as his mate?!
Feeling Xander’s glare, Damien knew Xander had a dramatic internal monologue going. “Are you done being overly dramatic about my mate’s power yet?”
Xander felt like a bolt of lightning slammed into him. Did his Alpha have to read his mind now?!
“I’m not reading your mind, I just know how you are.” Damien said in response to Xander’s continued silence.
This did not calm Xander down. If anything, it affirmed his belief that his Alpha could read his mind.
“You need to quit freaking out before Darius starts to mock you again.” Damien said in a calm tone.