Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
“She would if we asked for sure.” said Cathel excitedly “She loves us.”
“If you want I can call her and ask, if anything I’m sure she would like an excuse to move closer to mom.” said Kass. 2
“That would be wonderful, if you’ll extend the job offer to her for me I would be grateful.” my father tells Kass, smiling at her.
Kass blushes “I’ll get right on it.” she says, taking out her phone and sending a quick message, I was assuming it was to this
Aunt Bulma. 2
After that everyone was getting involved in other conversations, looking down at my mate “It’s seems we’ll be hosting the training session in our new home.” I tell her.
She giggles “It seems we will, and we haven’t even moved it yet.” she says, I chuckle at that. 3
Then mom announced the food was ready. Mom had it set up in a buffet style, saying this way everyone can eat and mingle at the same time. She wanted everyone to get along, as we were all connected in one way or another now. This was a time to strengthen bonds and ties to the new members in each others families.
“Tomorrow, I want you to go with my mother and shop for a dress to wear to the banquet.” I tell my mate.
“Do you have a color you would prefer?” she asks me.
I think about it for a moment, “Either something silver or purple, they look amazing against your skin.” I tell her, running a finger under one of her tops straps.
She smiles “I’ll see what we can find, will you be wearing a suit?” she asks me.
I think of my black dress slacks, and the button down silk shirt in a deep red with long sleeves I had, and my black dress shoes.
“I have something, it’s not exactly a suit, but it’ll be in dress code.” I tell her, giving her a squeeze, she smiles up at me. 2
“Come on, let’s go mingle with people.” I tell her, she nods, keeping her at my side, we went and talked to the others at the dinner. At one point we stopped and loaded plates with food and carried our drinks out onto the kitchen patio, where the gathering had spilled out. We sit at one of the tables to eat, her brothers, sister, Bella and their mates coming and sitting with us for a while.
Alora was enjoying her night, and I was enjoying her joy. This was what my mate would have from now on, she would never have to go back to those people.
“Our mate is happy” said Zane.
“Yes she is.” I tell him.
“I want to run with Xena after dinner” he tells me 2
“Alright, I will ask her” I say.
“Mate.” I say to get her attention, when she looks up at me, I ask “How would you feel about a run after dinner, Zane is missing
Xena.” I say.
She smiles “Xena would love a run with Zane.” she says
“Okay, eat your fill my Starlight” I tell her.
After she ate, we said our good nights to everyone and walked into the forest that surrounded the
Moonstar territory. We strip and leave our clothes in a basket under a marked tree. Then we shift, letting Xena and Zane have their fun. They greet each other by circling and giving licks to each others faces, after that Xena started a game of chase, enticing Zane to catch her. And when he did finally catch her, he had his wolfy way with her. 2
After they headed back, Damien took Alora to his room for the night. ‘I’ll have her things moved into this room tomorrow’ was his last thought before wrapping himself around Alora and falling asleep.
Alora’s POV
It was cold… it was always cold down here…and dark. There was a very small glow coming from the dirt covered window on the other side of the basement. I was curled up on the damp stone floor, up against the support beam I was chained to. I could hear something dripping from somewhere. I was covered in blood and my own filth. I had been down here for so long. The last of the wounds from the recent whipping sealing shut. Then I hear a slam as the upstairs door shuts and Sarah lets out a shriek for her mother.
I start to shake, I know what’s coming…she’ll be coming down here soon…and she’ll start on me again. More shrieking goes on upstairs before the basement door is slammed open and shut with loud bangs. Sarah stomps down the stairs and over to were I am and then kicks me in the stomach, once, twice, three times. I felt close to vomiting from the blows. I don’t understand a word she’s saying, I’ve stopped listening to her ranting a long time ago. O
I try and sit up in an effort to stop her from kicking me again, but I was weak from blood loss and lack of nutrition, they haven’t feed me in days. Before I can move farther she slaps me, causing me to fall back down on the ground. She keeps slapping me, I lost count of how many slaps she gave me. Then she stops breathing heavily for a moment, she looked like a demon from hell to me, her face twisted in anger, her hands looked like they were about to claw me. (2)
Then she walks over to the table. No…no…please…Goddess….no… But my silent pleading went unanswered. She came back with her leather roll of knives. She took out one of her favorites. It was a six inch, double sided blade, a dagger really. I knew begging and pleading with her wouldn’t get her to stop, it only brought Sarah pleasure. So I refuse to scream with the first cut, a deep slice down my thigh.
She looks mad that I didn’t voice my pain, my blood isn’t flowing as fast as she’d like either, but then…I’d already lost so much of it. She buried the dagger in my shoulder, and I have to bite back another scream as the silver sears my flesh and the blade goes out the other side. My body is trembling with the pain and blood loss. Her face twists even more as she becomes furious at my lack of response to her torture. 2
She yanks the blade out of my shoulder, I barley catch the scream of agony at that move, my entire body covered in sweat. She shrieks at me more, something about Darien, then slaps me a few more times. My lips are already split, blood dripping from my mouth, my eyes were black. She stabs me in the other shoulder all the way through again, this time a small whimper is let out, and she smiles. (1)