Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
‘Swords Tamashi (soul) and Hi (fire), together they are Tamshinohi (fire of soul). So named by the swordsmith, for the fire inside the soul of their owner at birth.’
On either side of the wall with the swords, were wide floor to ceiling windows, with two layers of curtains. The outer layer of curtains was a thick heavy material of deep plum. The trim on the sides and bottom of the heavy outer curtains were embroidered with intricate knotted protection symbols in silver thread.
The inner curtains were made of a white colored sheer material. The trim on these curtains were also embroidered with protective symbols with silver thread. The heavy outer curtains were drawn to the side, held there by silver-colored ropes with hanging tassels. The ropes hung from ornate hooks embedded into the stone walls. With the outer curtains drawn to the side, there was plenty of natural light in the office.
In the wall across from the desk, was a large stone fireplace with a thick dark wood mantal. The door out of the office was in this wall, to the left of the fireplace if you were facing it. The walls to the left and right of the large rectangular room, were covered with heavy floor to ceiling bookshelves. In the center of the room between the desk and fireplace, was a sitting area.
In the sitting area were two overstuffed couches with heavy dark wood frames, each couch long enough to seat five. In between the couches was a long oval coffee table made of ironwood. At each end of the table were two large, overstuffed chairs, with thick wooden frames and tall backs. The fabric covering the furniture was soft, and dark gray. Underneath the furniture was a giant oval area rug of deep plum, the silver threaded design on the area rug was the Dayblood’s royal family crest.
King Sebastian Dayblood was a tall male at seven foot ten. His white-blond hair was waist length and bone straight. His dual- colored eyes were inner rings of white with outer rings of ruby red, the outer corner tilted up. He had elegant but strong male features, a high brow over a straight nose. High well-defined cheekbones and a full mouth. He had broad shoulders and well defined hard packed muscle that was in between thick and lean.
He had just finished signing an important document when he felt it. Dropping the fountain pen he’d been using he clutched at the center of his chest. As the pen bounced on the desk, droplets of ink came out of the end, leaving blotches on the papers spread out on, his desk. The painful burning in his chest was from a life-chain connected to him, the chain of a child he had thought deceased for nearly eighteen years.
“Deimos!” Sebastian called out to his Sprite.
Deimos responded in a shocked voice. “She’s alive…”
Sebastian was taken aback. “She….?”
“Yes…she.” Deimos said.
Sebastian was trying to wrap his head around this when the door to his office was flung open as his mate rushed in, panic and concern all over her face. Being mates, she would have felt his pain and distress through their bond. His mate was golden from head to toe. Her thick curly waist length hair was six different shades of gold, ranging from white gold to dark gold. Her smooth and supple skin had a warm golden peach tone. Her dual-colored eyes were inner rings of bright molten gold, with outer rings of dark molten gold.
Standing at six foot ten, Stephanie Violet Goldlight was only a foot shorter than him. Her breasts when they first met were not as large as they are now, with each child they had, her breasts had gained a little weight. Stephanie had gone from a small c-cup to a large double-d cup. Her waist had remained small, becoming toned again shortly after having each child.
Her bottom was more rounded now than when they first met, but it only made that much more tempting for him to spank. There was still plenty of toned muscle there, but he had to admit, he liked the extra juggle it had now. Her muscle tone was supple and well defined, as his mate genuinely liked to exercise. Especially when something was weighing on her mind. Fight training and sword training wasn’t just for self-defense for his mate, it was a release.
Stephanie was in her training clothes, something that tended to make him a little hot under the collar. The thick black leggings and the bright leaf green tunic length long sleeved shirt, molded to her body like a second skin. On her feet had soft brown calf high flat soled leather boots. Around her waist and attached to one thigh, was a leather sword belt, with a short sword. On her other thigh was a long dagger. In the brown leather bracers attached to her forearms were short daggers.
Stephanie must have been training when their bond told her of his distress. As she came around the desk, Sebastian wrapped her up in his arms, holding her tightly. She looked up at him, her golden eyes full of worry in her heart-shaped face. Under her dainty nose her full mouth was bowed down in a frown, bringing more definition to her high cheekbones.
Sebastian ran a hand over the hair Stephanie had attempted to contain in a French braid.
Her hair would not remain tamed for very long. Several strands were already making an escape, it made him smile. He loved that her hair was so untamable, just like her. Sebastian buried his nose in the crook of her neck, swaying side to side as he clung to her.
Stephanie wrapped her arms around her mate, holding him tight. As they swayed, she felt the soothing effect just holding her was having on Sebastian. “My darling mate.” Stephanie crooned. “What has caused your heart to hurt like this?”
“Remember what I told you happened during that Blood Moon event that took place three days before I met you?” Sebastian asked, his lips moving against her neck.
Ignoring the delicious tingles his lips moving against her skin caused, Stephanie answered. “I do, you unintentionally got a she- wolf pregnant. When you went to find the child, you discovered that the female had been in a car accident while pregnant.
Because of ale had b the accident, the child was born premature and didn’t survive for more than a few days.”
“She lied.” Sebastian said in a low hoarse tone.
Stephanie drew back in surprise and looked up at her mate with an expression of both shock and disbelief. “What?”
Sebastian’s expression was serious, his eyes full of complicated emotions. “That bitch lied. About everything, About the child’s death, even about the child’s gender. The bitch lied.”
Stephanie looked at Sebastian with a whole host of emotions running through her. She could not blame her mate for sleeping with the she-wolf during the Blood Moon event. It was before her mate had met her, and he was already over a century old by that time. The event was to blame for a lot of unplanned pregnancies, of both the mated and unmated supernatural beings.
What she felt towards what happened was heartbreak on behalf of her mate. Even though the child was unplanned, it had still been a precious life created in part by her mate. It didn’t help that when they located the she-wolf. They had found that she had been married at the time of their Moon forced interlude.
The female’s married status had made Sebastian feel guilty, even if the female hadn’t been married to her fated mate. If the female had been married to her fated mate, Stephanie would at least feel that Sebastian’s guilt over the forced interlude was valid. That female had been where she was that day because she had intended to find someone for a liaison in the first place.
Therefore, her mate’s guilt over the encounter was misplaced.
Stephanie also felt anger at the anguish the female had caused her mate over the lie that his child with her died. As well as outrage over the female using the death of another infant to disguise her lie. At the same time, there was a spark of hope and excitement at the thought of the child still being alive.
“We have to find her…” Stephanie said the thought aloud in a faint voice. Her eyes snapped back to focus on her mates, in a firm voice she repeated what she said. “We have to find her.”
King Sebastian smiled down at his mate. It was not the first time Sebastian felt so grateful, that she was the mate the Gods and
Goddesses of the world had blessed him with. Cupping her face in his hands, he kissed Stephanie deeply. “I love you so much my dear Annie. More than anything.”
Stephanie smiled up at Sebastian, feeling a little giggly and a whole lot tingly from the kiss. “I love you too, more than anything.”