Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
“Now that we have been brought up to date on our history….I believe it is time for you to tell my mother, what it is you came to tell her.” I say to Augustus. Like my brothers and sister, I was a royal…my tone and my demeanor reflected that.
He looks at us all again, looks down at the floor and nods. “I am only doing this, because it was your mother who asked me to do so, and because a lot of her actions surrounding you, your mate, and your sister had not made sense to me.” he swallows and looks at Stephanie. “After what happened between you in regards to your mate, your mother was confined back at her estate.
She had nothing to do but think, and become aware.”
“Aware…aware of what?” my mother asked.
“Aware that her actions were not her own, she found there was a room that she could not go into, a compulsion she could not disobey.” He paused for a moment, and just looked at Stephanie, a grim look coming over his expression. “The room she could not go into belonged to your father.”
“What did she do then?” mom asked him.
“She ordered one of the servants your father had commanded to remain by her side always, to open the door, but that servant…. didn’t obey. Instead, she spoke, as if on autopilot, ‘Your husband has ordered that you never enter this room, you must obey.’ Of course that didn’t fly with your mother….as her husband was dead. Suspicious, your mother called for your sister….at first your sister didn’t come, but when she did, she was surprised to find out, that all your mother wanted her to do, was open the door to that room.” He said.
“Did my sister open the door?” Mom’s tone was grim as she asked this question.
We were all on the edge of our seats waiting for his answerer. Why was there a room her mother had been unable to get into, one a servant denied her access to, despite the original owner having
Stephanie’s POV
I didn’t know what to think at the moment, other than I was grateful to have my mate by my side, and the support of all my children. What had happened between me and my mother had devastated me. Growing up as a little girl I remember her unconditional love to my sister, Bulma and I, but my father, he was another story. In front of mother he was the perfect picture of a loving father, once behind closed doors he was anything but.
I remember a wing of my mothers estate that my sister and I hadn’t been allowed in, to do so would incur the wrath of our father.
The room with that door Augustus was talking about had to be there in that wing. The room, had to have been fathers office, if my sister and I had been born male, I don’t think this would have happened.
Father had been severely disappointed that he had only two female children with my mom. He would call us all kinds of vile things whenever he had us alone, saying we were worthless to him, that we shouldn’t have been allowed to live and that we were nothing but a burden to him. (2)
That was the main reason for my sister and I making sure to limit any encounter with our father that didn’t involve our mother. I remember a dinner conversation when we were little, father wanted mother to set up arranged marriages for us both, but mother wasn’t having it. She told him that we would marry our mates when we found them.
Father had been the one to cruelly remind mother of her rejection by her mate. he had said what if that happened to us. After a moment, she said that if that happened, we could find and marry a male we liked, she wouldn’t arrange for us to be married to a stranger. 5
The look on my fathers face at her words was not pleasant, but she hadn’t seen it, because she was busy cutting up meat for my little sister. It was a little while after that conversation mom started to change her views. It was almost like she had been handed a script when it came to some topics, a script she couldn’t deviate from. The guards who had punished and tortured Bas had been the two who had always went with my father everywhere, till his death, after that, they followed my mother around.
All I had at the moment were a few scattered pieces of a puzzle, I didn’t even have all the pieces yet, I had a feeling Augustus was holding the other pieces of the puzzle. Perhaps once it was finished, I
would find a reason for my mothers actions, I needed closure. Despite everything that had happened once I met my mate, I still loved my mother. I needed answers, and Augustus seemed to have them.
“Did my sister open the door?” my tone was grim as I asked Augustus this question.
“No, there was a compulsion on her as well.” said Augustus, his tone was also grim “I suspect there is one on you as well, all of them placed there by your father.” his tone had an edge of anger to it now. “Your mother asked your sister to summon me, which was good, because I had wanted an excuse to visit your mother, she was my best friend. I had wanted to know what had changed her so drastically from the woman I had always known and cared for, to what she became after her marriage to your father.” he said.
“What did you find in that room Augustus?” I asked him, my voice soft. My mate was holding my hand and had his fingers laced through mine, he gave my hand a squeeze in silent support.
“Black Magic.” Augustus says, dropping that bombshell. I’m in shock, I feel like a stone has dropped into my stomach, and I was instantly nauseated. 2 sons
“I also found the source of the compulsion spells your father had on your mother. In the correspondence documents we found between him and the Black Magic Coven, we discovered he was a member of it, and was sent to become the downfall of the
Goldlight’s. He was supposed to father sons who would then sit on the Council and take it down from the inside out.” Augustus said “When he failed to produce a male child, it was decided that you and your sister would be married off to two other Black
Magic Coven Warlocks, and they would again try for male offspring.” he says.
“Are you saying my mother-in-law’s actions towards me were in fact actions by the Black Magic Coven, not her.” My mate suddenly asks Augustus.
Augustus looks at my mate, and nods “She was under compulsion to marry her daughters off to pure blooded Warlocks, luckily, she was strong enough to ignore the one directing their betrothals to be with Black Coven Warlocks. Her belief that your daughter was an abomination, and needed to be aborted, and her hate of Vampires was part of the compulsions. It was to keep her mother from ever finding out what really happened to her fated mate.” He tells Bas.
I felt a sense of dread at those words, this couldn’t be good. “What happened?” I asked, my voice was almost breathless.
“He was killed, to make sure he couldn’t come back for your mother.” He tells me, pain in his voice. (1)
“Why?!” I ask, it was almost a scream, I felt agonized over what had been done to my mother.
“Your mother hadn’t accepted his rejection, there was still a bond, the Coven didn’t want to leave a ‘loose end’ as they called it, and had him assassinated.” his voice is rough, there was sorrow on his face.
I felt a wetness on my cheeks, I lift my hand up to touch my face and realize that I’m crying, there was a small sob to my left, I look over at Kass and Bella, they were both being clutched close by their mates, their hands over their mouths, tears trailing down their faces, their shoulders shaking with suppressed sobs. 2
“They took her mate….” Alora’s soft voice filled with horror and sadness had me looking at her, she was crying too, Damien was holding her close, his eyes angry and sad at the same time.