Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
She stepped back and dropped her arms. “Now. Let’s get started on finding your daughter.”
Sebastian nodded, then turned back to his desk, but stopped and looked down at it with a grimace. “Well, this is an awful mess.”
Looking up at his mate, he gave her a pleading expression. “My dear, can I beg your help with this?”
Stephanie looked at her mate with pursed lips, her eyes dancing with amusement. Moving past him she looked down at the mess, noticing that one of the documents that was damaged was a very important one. Her brows raised and eyes wide, she said. “Oh, well that is indeed a mess.”
Opening several of the desk drawers, Stephanie pulled out a purple glass bottle of ink remover, a small polished black granite ink bottle, and several sheets of blank parchment. What she was doing was technically a combination of magic and alchemy.
Although some would say it was strictly alchemy and not magic craft. In Stephanie’s opinion, what she was doing was more magic craft than alchemy.
The items were to help her with her spell, while following the law of equivalent exchange. It just made the spells she was going to do easier to perform. Instead of purely manufacturing the ingredients needed to complete her task, she was going to use the ingredients that were already present. Manufacturing the ingredients from nothing would use up more energy than was necessary. Energy conservation and storage was one of the first skill sets taught to arcane warriors.
After retrieving the items, she placed them on the desk, standing back she raised her hands and snapped her fingers. A quick flash of light and the mess was gone. The original documents were fixed and there was now a duplicate set just in case. With a satisfied smile, Stephanie returned the bottles of ink and ink remover to their proper drawers. Then she squeaked as her mate grabbed her in a fierce hug of gratitude.
“I don’t ever want to find out what I would do without you.” Sebastian said before loudly kissing her cheek.
Stephanie giggled while saying, “Okay, okay. Your gratitude is noted. Now put me down.”
Instead of putting her down, her ever responsible minded mate held onto her and asked plaintively. “Do I have too?”
Stephanie giggled again, before sobering and reaching a hand up to pat one of his arms. “Yes Bash, my darling. Especially because we need to find our not so deceased eldest child.”
It warmed Sebastian’s heart to hear Stephanie call his missing child theirs. “You’ll help me?” he asked her.
Stephanie smacked him on one of his biceps. “Of course!” Then she wiggled. “Can you set me down now?”
Sebastian laughed and gently put her down, but still held her loosely in his arms. Taking a deep breath to fortify himself, Sabastian focused. “First things first. I need to get a message to the Alpha of Alphas of the
Werewolves. Although the current one is very young to hold such a heavy title, he is an honorable and powerful male.”
Stephanie leaned back against Sebastian’s chest and looked up at him over her shoulder. “That’s a great compliment coming from you.” her expression surprised. “What’s his name and Pack?”
“He is Alpha Andrew Fire Moonstar. His titles are Alpha of Alphas of the first continent, Alpha of the Moon Mountain Pack, and
Alpha of the Moonstar Clan.” Sebastian told Stephanie. “I do not know whether it is fortunate or not, but the female who had our daughter is of the Moon Mountain Pack. Although her Clans are Frost and Northmountain.”
The information on the female was burned into his mind. How could it not be, when one of the most tragic events of his life involved her. Stephanie stepped out of his arms walking to the short shelf that was behind his desk. When you first came into the room it was almost hidden, only becoming visible the closer to the desk you got.
She grabbed a dark blue suede bound journal off the shelf, unwinding the long suede string that kept it closed. Stephanie flipped through the pages., till she came to the one with contact information for the Moon Mountain Pack. Stephanie turned back around and set the open journal on the desk.
There were rules that were followed when the ruler of one supernatural species needed to contact the ruler of another supernatural species. Looking at the information listed on the page Stephanie said. “We need to contact Alpha Moonstar’s
Gamma and submit a communications request through him. The Gamma is named Richard Moonstar Blackfire. His titles are
Gamma Blackfire of the Alpha of Alphas, Gamma of the Moon Mountain Pack, and Gamma of the Moonstar Clan.”
Sebastian leaned forward and looked at the information over Stephanie’s shoulder. “Alpha Moonstar’s first, the Beta, also has multiple titles. It seems this generation of wolves has taken on a lot of responsibility.” Placing his hands on her shoulders,
Sebastian squeezed them affectionately. “You have given us a place to start. I now have a phone call to make.”
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In the Moon Mountain Pack at the Moonstar Mansion
Alpha Andrew pulled up in front of the Alpha Wing of the Moonstar Mansion, parking in the large circle drive. One of his staff would move the SUV and take care of it. The drive and her music did Alora some good, the energy coming off her had gone from extremely stressed to calm.
Feeling the vehicle stop and doors open, Alora opened her eyes to see they had arrived. Turning off her headphones, Alora took them off and put them back in her bag before climbing out of the SUV. She slung her backpack on and then grabbed the short handles of her duffle bag.
With Alpha Andrew leading the way, they all entered the mansion. Alora took a deep breath as soon as she stepped through the front door, and her stomach immediately rumbled with hunger at the smells coming from the kitchen.
“Dang that smells so good.” Darien moaned, rubbing his own growling stomach.
“I smell spicy food and fresh bread.” Kain said, with his eyes closed and his nose in the air sniffing.
“I smell something sweet cooking too.” Galen said.