Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
Sebastian didn’t answer right away, instead he placed a hand on the center of his chest. At first, he couldn’t believe what he was feeling, until he felt the pull again moments later. Eyes wide, he looked at his mate. She’s pulling on her life chain.”
Stephanie stood abruptly in shock, hope sparking in her eyes. The report fell to the floor, the papers inside scattering a bit. “Are you sure?”
Sebastian nodded, then he felt a third pull. “Yes. She’s pulling on her life chain.” Then he looked around. “I need to enter my and
Deimos’s space.”.
With that he moved around his desk and rushed to sit in the center of the couch opposite the one his mate was standing in front of. Stephanie clutched her hands to her chest and sat back down as she watched her mate enter a meditative state.
Sebastian had just enough time to join his Sprite Deimos in their space when he felt the biggest pull from his lost daughter. The sound of a giant gong being struck was loud and powerful.
Deimos turned to face him. “Our daughter calls, we must go.”
Sebastian nodded, and they walked away from their life tree, towards their pond and the walking bridge that stretched over it.
Their life tree was an enormous white oak that towered well above a normal one. The bridge looked like something from the ancient Nordic tribes long gone from the earth. The pond looked vaguely like a small loch from an era where the highlands of the Northern Island Nations had been at their wildest.
There was a heavy gray mist that veiled the other side of the bridge halfway up. Side by side, Deimos and Sebastian walked through it. Once they broke through the mist to the other side, they were met with the beautiful sight that was their daughter’s space. Although it was dark, everything glowed with an internal light, dazzling them for a moment as they took it all in.
At the end of the bridge stood two beings, a large wolf and the humanoid form of their daughter, but her Sprite’s form was missing. Sebastian frowned, until he noticed one of the three chains attached to all the forms of his daughter trailed off before it went behind one of the many bookshelves that surround his daughter’s life tree.
It was just as they heard the footsteps of two beings walking on the bridge, that Selena suddenly ran and hid behind a bookshelf.
The emotions coming to Xena and Alora from Selena were many and complicated. Although they wanted to go to Selena and comfort her, they were not given the time to. They could only turn back towards the bridge and watch as two large males entered their space through the dark mist.
They were both tall regale looking males. The taller one of the two males looked almost exactly like Selena. Only without the regalia and stars in the hair. His eyes were inner rings of violet with outer rings of silver. His skin and knee length hair were black as night. His body was broad, and his tightly packed muscle tone was in between lean and thick. His facial features were nearly identical to the male next to him.
The male next to the first one, although tall as well, stood two inches shorter 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. His body structure identical to the taller male. His skin was the same color as Alora’s.
It was very clear that they were their father, both his humanoid form and his Sprite. It was because they were here in a metaphysical space that they were able to appear side by side. Outside the metaphysical space in the physical world, they could only be visible in one or the other form. It was making for an interesting first meeting so far. Especially when you added in Selena hiding behind a bookshelf.
“Why are you hiding?” Alora asked Selena through their shared mind link.
“I don’t want them to see my scars.” Selena replied, tears in her voice.
“Oh…Selena.” Xena crooned, her voice full of caring and sorrow.
“They are our father…eventually he’ll have to know.” Alora told her sadly.
“I know. I just…I just need a moment. Just a moment.” Selena pleaded.
“Okay. You don’t need to force yourself now. Come out when you’re ready.” Alora said, understanding.
Once the two forms of their father stood in the black sand of the shore, they all studied
each other. Alora and Xena noted the silver marks on the Sprite form of their father. Many of them looked like the ones Selena carried.
“Our father’s Sprite carries scars just as you do.” Alora told Selena, hoping it would make her feel better about her own.
Selena was sitting with her back against a shelf, her knees drawn up. Her arms were tightly wrapped around her legs, and her tear-streaked face was buried in her knees. Alora’s words had her lifting her face off her knees. “He does?”
“He does.” Xena confirmed.
Sebastian and Deimos were both at a loss of what to say when they came face to face with two of his daughter’s three forms.
There were many questions running through their minds, but for some reason they were unable to voice them. Finally, Sebastian settled on just introducing who they were.
“I am Sebastian Silver Dayblood, and this is my Sprite, Deimos.” He kept his voice low, trying his best to put his daughter at ease. “We are your father.”
The wary gaze his daughter’s humanoid form gave them was expected. The twinge of hurt in their hearts, however, was not. The humanoid form was the first one to speak.
“I am Alora, and this is Xena.” His daughter’s humanoid form said. Gesturing first to herself, and then to the enormous wolf sitting next to her.
Sebastian was struck by how much she looked like him and Deimos. Her skin was dark like his and his father’s. Her hair was black like his mother’s. Her eyes were the same violet and silver as Deimos’s. Her facial features were a combination of his and what had to be an ancestor of Bettina’s.