Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
Alora looked at Selena in a panic. “Quick, what’s the glamour spell?!”
Alora had been lying unconscious on the floor for five minutes when Brogden suddenly stood and threw a barrier around her.
“Everyone stand back!” He growled.
The black chains surrounding Alora bulged outward and the sounds of metal stretching to the point of breaking could be heard.
“What is happening?!” Ember demanded.
“The bonds are about to break, and they are holding back more power than I could have ever guessed.” Brogden explained.
Brogden was surprised at how much effort he was having to expend to contain the barrier around this little pup.
“That means there will be a rebound.” Alpha Andrew said grimly.
“Yes.” Brogden said, right before the chains exploded outward and Alora’s power broke free.
The power was strong enough it broke through Brogden’s barrier and had him stumbling back coughing up a mouthful of blood.
Brogden grabbed the nearest chair and fell into it, grabbing a linen napkin he wiped the blood off his face.
“Are you all right?!” Serenity called out in concern.
Brogden coughed before answering. “I’m fine, the recoil from her power hurt when it hit me, but I am already healing. That and she should be waking up any second now that the binding spell is broken.”
Alpha Andrew and Luna Ember knelt down next to Alora on the floor. “Should we move her?” Ember asked.
Then a wind charged with power swirled around Alora. The wind caused Luna Ember and
Alpha Andrew to momentarily close their eyes and hold up their hands protectively in front. of their faces.
Just as quickly as it had started the wind dissipated. When the Alpha and Luna looked back down at Alora, there were bracers on her wrists and ankles and a crown across her forehead. In her braided hair it looked like the black strands were embedded with thousands of stars.
Brogden looked down at the pup in shock. “She is not just a descendant of the
Heartsong’s original bloodline. She is a reincarnation of your first Alpha of Alpha’s. That pup is the reincarnated granddaughter of the Moon Goddess!”
Alpha Andrew turned his head in the blink of an eye and his gaze snapped to Brogden’s. “Are you sure?!”
Brogden nodded, his expression serious. “That regalia she’s sporting confirms it. The mark on her hip is just a blessing, that regalia is a clear mark of her identity and status as the Moon Goddess and Beast God’s granddaughter.”
A gasp came from the doorway. “Oh my goodness, Alora! Is she all right?!” The female’s voice was frantic and full of concern.
Turning, everyone saw that Serenity’s parents Camille and Alfred Mountainmover had arrived with her brothers Kain and Galen and her cousin Jaxon. Camille rushed forward to kneel on the ground next to Luna Ember.
“Luna Ember what happened to Alora?” Camille asked with genuine concern, then she noticed the regalia on Alora and gasped again. “It can’t be.”
Ember turned to Camille in surprise. “You know what this means?”
Camille looked at Ember. “It was one of the lores I was raised on as a pup, and this regalia was originally worn by our first Alpha of Alphas. It’s in all the paintings of her.”
Alpha Andrew looked down and realized that Camille was right, he recognized the regalia on Alora being depicted in the painting he had of Luna Heartsong.
Then something happened, the bracers of the regalia were reduced to nothing more than vivid tattoos on her wrists and ankles, while the crown completely disappeared. Then Alora let out a moan and touched her head with one hand.
“Owwwww, my head.” Alora whined upon waking, then she sat up still holding her head. “Why do I feel like Darien ran me over with his car?”
Darien let out a startled laugh. “As tough as you are, it would just destroy my car if I ran you over with it!” He said accusingly with a pointed finger at Alora. “What the hell. happened?!”
It was rare for Alora to see Darien this visibly upset. Then again, she had just dropped to the floor unconscious all of a sudden.
Alora supposed that would give Darien reason to be upset.
“Bettina had a binding spell put on me when I was just a newborn, and I was never just a Werewolf either. I’m a Vampire
Werewolf hybrid with a Sprite and all.” Alora said, then she stood up from the ground.