Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
Another part of the spell made it impossible for them to remove my clothes now, cutting and ripping wouldn’t work. If they touched my clothes at all with either a tool or by hand, they would find themselves temporarily paralyzed.I put my hands together and bowed my head. “Thank you Goddess for sending us such a wonderful mother.” I said aloud in our space, my tone serious.
Selena looks at me with a confused expression. “Although I definitely believe you are correct, and that Stephanie is a wonderful mother…. but I have to ask, why are you thanking the Goddess for her at the moment?”
“It’s the spell isn’t it? Xena asks, she somehow managed to sound wise and all knowing at the same time.
Selena’s expiersion became one of surprise and understanding. “I see, then I also thank the Goddess for bringing mother to us.” she says nodding, her tone firm.
I laughed, at their conversation and actions. “I think I needed that, but as amusing as you two are, we need to talk seriously about the other spell we were taught, father’s spell. my tone was now grim.
“I don’t but…” Elook at the spheres representing our pups, and I can see their light flickering, like they were struggling to stay light, and if that light were to go out………..1 didn’t want to think about it.
“We don’t have a choice, Selena says; looking at the spheres her expression grim, determination in her eyes. Then she looks first at me then Xena: We don’t have a choice but to use it, if we don’t…”
Xena lifts her head back up off her paws as Selena’s words trailed off. “Our pups will die.” She says in a solemn tone. She looks first at me then at Selena, before saying firmly. “That’s not and option for me.” her voice almost a growl.
We all nodded our heads, just in time for me to hear the door to the building open and voices. “Well ladies, it’s now or never.” I tell them, before leaving our space.
Darien’s POV
I was at my desk going through the photo’s on Alora’s camera, printing them out, when I came across one she took of me and
Serenity. She had captured our love for each other in this picture. Serenity and I were dressed up and had our equipment with us, but she somehow was able to take the picture at an angle that made it look magical.
I felt a tear start to run down my face, and then two feminine arms wrap around me from behind. My mate pressed her soft breasts against my shoulders and laid her cheek on the top of my head. The next picture was a kind of selfie, with Alora learing back against Damien’s chest, a bright and happy smile on her face, holding. up two fingers in a peace sign. Damien’s chin was resting on her shoulder and he was grinning with amusement.
The look on his face was drastically different than the expression that had been on his face since Alora was Taken. “He’s in so much pain right now…if we can’t…if we can’t get her back….I don’t know what will happen to him.” I tell her, barely able to get the words out.
“Shhhhhh.” she says and pets me, trying to provide me comfort. “Alora is amazingly strong, she’ll survive this, and your brother will get his mate back.” she says, her voice gentle, soothing me a little.
Flipping to another picture, it’s a group photo at Bloodmoon Castle. “She just found her siblings and her father, she just got a new mom who cares about her, she’s going to be an aunt, and a mother herself. She has to be brought home, I can’t accept anything else.” I tell her, pain in my voice.
“Your brother is working with the local covens and the Councils, we have a lot of beings searching for her, and any sign of the coven with the leads we have, something will come of it soon.” she says reassuringly. I could feel her faith in her words through our bond.
“I keep wondering….what I would do, if this had happened to me, and not him, if someone had taken you from me.” It was a nightmare I was having nightly now, I would wake up sweating and desperately searching for her, not calming down till I touched her. “I don’t think I could be as sane or as strong as Damien is….I would loose my mind immediately if something were to happen to you.”
She move around and sits down in my lap, her big green eyes blinking up at me. “Nothing will happen to me, I promise.” she says.I look down at her, and the day at the gas station runs through my head. The moment I couldn’t feel her through our bond, and then seeing her on the ground unresponsive. She had been unconscious for a whole twenty four hours after, before she finally came to with a pounding migraine. It had been one of the most frightening times in my life. Every moment of it would be burned into my memory.
I grab her up tightly to my chest, needing to hold her warm body close, to reassure myself that she was alright. Goddess what my brother must be going through, he’s never going let Alora our of his sight ever again once he got her back. My own trauma sn’t nearly what his was, but it was enough.
“I love you so much Serenity, you’re my whole world.” My voice hoarse with my emotions.
With her arms wrapped around my neck, she held my face to her chest. “I love you too Darien, you’re my everything.” Was her reply, her gentle voice full of her love.
Alora’s POV
I peeked out at my prey through my braids as they came into this concrete prison. They really should have known better than to back a pregnant female into a coroner. Didn’t they know a she wolf or vampiress were their most dangerous when their protective mother instincts kicked in? They even dared to antagonize a vampiress of royal blood, and the blessed granddaughter of the moon, the Lunar Princess. I’ll show them the pain their dark hearts desire, only it won’t be mine this time.
16
I felt our ruthlessness rush over us and wash through our veins like an icy fire, with sparks of electricity where the cold met the heat. We couldn’t shift, but our magic would soon be replenished. Jack and Sarah came in with three other foul smelling warlocks. The other three Warlocks had the same slimy evil air about them that Jack did, but I didn’t care, none of them were going to be able to carry out the abhorrent plans they had for me.
I couldn’t help the cruel anticipatory smirk that stretched my lips into a smile, I new toy eyes would be glowing violet right now.
My aura, if they could sense it, was dark and dangerous. All the signs were there, this was all the warning they would get at first.”Don’t blame us for not warning you properly if you choose to ignore your Goddess given instincts, was our thought. It was almost as if my determination to keep my pups alive had placed another crack in my soul. This was not a place I could afford compassion, or kindness.
The people here wouldn’t appreciate a damn bit of it anyway. “I thought internally, I would be ruthless….merciless, because that’s the only option they left me. They will soon-come to regret taking me from my home and mate, and then treating nie as they have..
The three other males were young, and had pleasant looking features, but it was all tainted with their use of Black Magic. It visibly tainted thers, making their skin pale, turning their eyes, hair and nails black. Staining their aura, and rotting out their souls, coating their original scents in something foul. They were all talking and laughing as they came in, they were talking about what they were planning to do to me in vulgar detail.
In the last few days, Selena, Xena and I had a lot of time to examine ourselves, and our blood. We went through the memories of our past lives we already had, even unlocking new ones as we did so. Finding I had a drop or two of Witch blood, left over from somewhere in my current ancestry, was not surprising. I found that when I had my strength and was not sucked dry of my magic,
I was at a magic level equal to the Grand High Witch of the Council, one of the strongest witches in the last few Centuries.So even in my weakened state I was able to cast a few minor spells, the first had been Chasity Bell, the other was a Bodily
Waste transport spell. I had gotten that one by accident in a way. I had been standing in the Willow Tree Library One day, ? flashback to one of Sarah’s several day long torture session, where I remained chained to the support beam of the basement, I had been unable to do anything but defecate and wet myself.
Never wanting to go through that kind of humiliation I again I had asked aloud, “Is there a spell that removes bodily waist?”A tome came flying down to me from the fourth floor, in that reincarnation, having spies was something common and necessary, they had to stay in one place for several days at a time, and a Council Wizard had come up with this spell to make that easier. I had no idea where my waist was going, but I sincerely hoped it was in a place that bothered Sarah. The last spell, one that I was glad I remembered from a previous life, called simply Personal Hygiene, cleaned my body and clothes.This spell was especially nice as I really couldn’t stand the smell of my own vomit. I was extremely low on magic now, all of this having used the reserve that had started trying to build back up while I was unconscious.I could smell all the males excitement and arousal through their foul stench unfortunately, it just made the urge to vomit nearly impossible to ignore. I just barely held it back.