Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
anyone’s faces, but a scent comes trailing into the window. Sandalwood, and Cider. It smells intoxicating. 9
Suddenly Vash, my wolf is stirring, he rumbles inside my chest. I would call it a purr if I didn’t own a cat, some would think this an odd pet for a werewolf. Cats however don’t care, as long a your not trying to eat it, and you’ll feed it. It will grace you with its presence. This one showed up at our back door as an abandon kitten.
She was all white and so fluffy. She turned out to be a very large cat, not fat, just large, she was a Maine Coon. Sasha’s body was as long as my torso. Her nose at my chin, her tail to my knee. This just meant I could only call the sound he made a rumble, and that was as close to a purr as a wolf could get. Wanting to know what had him acing like this I ask.
“What is it Vash?” my tone concerned.
Mate, I smell mate, he’s here Vash tells me.
“Are you sure” I ask, not wanting to get too excited, I was twenty one after all.
Yes, mate is here. He was in that group. Vash says excitedly.
The group he was talking about, had four males and two females, one of the females was on the back of a bike. The other driving with a male passenger at her back. By the time we get to the House, the group had already arrived and gone in. We park in the spaces in front of the House designated to guests of the Alpha. It was a beautiful house. O
My Father and I get out of the car, as we headed into the house, I smell him. My mate is here somewhere, but I would have to wait till after the meeting with the Alpha before I could go looking. Maybe I’ll get to ask the Alpha if he’ll tell me who the wolves driving those bikes were. I’m hoping the male lives here. I don’t know where to even begin to look for him if he doesn’t.
I can only hope that if he doesn’t live here, he doesn’t leave before I finish meeting with the Alpha. The Alpha is standing in the very large foyer, waiting for us. “Greetings Gamma Bloodmoon, thank you for coming on such short notice.” he says smiling,
Shaking the Alpha’s hand, Father says. “It’s an honor to be here, this is my son Victor Heartsong Bloodmoon, he’ll be taking over as Gamma for me with this new Alpha.” he introduces me to the Alpha, everyone who has served the Heartsong’s for generation after generation, carries the Heartsong surname as their middle name. It connects us as a Clan to the Heartsong’s.
“We’ll you’ll be meeting your new Clan Alpha, as well as her new Beta and Enforcers.” he tells us. “My son Darien and his mate
Serenity will be there as well, but that is in support of Alora. I will tell you that Alora is special to our family, she is loved by every
member.” he says seriously, nothing less than a warning. “She has been through a tremendous amount of pain all her life, she will be telling you her story, don’t judge, just listen.” 5
We nod and follow him, down a hall in, what I was assuming, the direction of his office. The scent of my mate getting stronger the farther we follow him.
Jaxon’s POV
Riding on the back of a bike holding on to a female was a new experience for me. One, I’ve never ridden with a female. Two, the last time I rode double, was when my older brother had been teaching me to drive one. While going up the drive to the Pack
House we pass by a red BMW Z4 convertible with two males in it. The young one, I got only a small glimpse of looked hansom.
We keep going to the House, we get in and park the Bikes. When we get inside the Alpha greets us. He tells us that we were all to go to his office. We were going to be meeting two special guests in a moment. They must be the two males in that car, the image of the young man in the passenger seat flashing through my mind. 3
He had been sitting up straight, like he had steel for a spine. White and silver hair. and a pair of rectangle, blue lensed glasses on. I didn’t get enough of a look to really study the image. I was hoping I would get the chance to look while we were in the meeting. We go to the Alpha’s large office, we each take a seat in the large group of couches and wide stuffed chairs, in the
Alpha’s sitting area.
The seating formed a large U capped by a large fireplace, it wasn’t being used at the moment. But it provided a nice back drop.
Darien sits on the couch to one side of the empty fire place, Serenity perched on the arm. She draped herself against him with her arm around his shoulder on the back rest of the couch. She leans her head on his shoulder, her other arm laying in his lap,
Darien holding her hand. O
Alora sits on the back rest, of the couch across from them, her feet in the seat. The twins sit on the couch to either side of her. I lean against the built in book shelves behind the couch Alora was on. The office was well lit, on either side of the fire place were large floor two ceiling windows. We had just settled in to wait, then I smelled the scent. It smelled like a summer storm and sweet grass, it sent a shiver up my spine. (0)
That scent, I couldn’t get enough of it. It started out faint, then it grew stronger, like the scent was coming closer. Bruno rumbles inside my head, coming to attention. He’s up and pacing around inside my head, he seems excited about something. O
‘Mate’ he rumbles.
Wait? What? “Did you say mate?”
‘Mate’ he practically barks at me ‘Our mate is coming’ he’s growling in excitement now.
It hit me, the scent I couldn’t get enough of, it was our mates, and it was getting stronger because our mate was coming. Who could be our mate? I have met everyone at school, and none of them, male or female was my mate. Then I remembered the car we had passed on the way in. It had to be one of the two males in the car. I stand up straight, staring at the door, waiting.
The scent is wrapping itself around me, we hear the foot steps now. The beings moving towards the office. They can only be the Alpha and the two males. Mine and Bruno’s anticipation is building. The seconds start ticking by slower and slower, the moment stretching for an eternity. At least that’s how it felt to me. (2
Then their right outside the door, the Alpha opens the door and walks in first. A waive of the scent washed over me, practically drowning me in it. My wolf was howling inside. I barely stopped myself from rushing forward. I was already hard and aching from that intoxicating combo of summer storm and sweet grass.
An older wolf steps in, he’s about the Alphas age. He’s lean but muscular, has short brown hair and blue silver rimed eyes. He was not my mate, it had to be the other one. The older one steps in, then so does he. It was the passenger. He was our mate. I couldn’t believe how attractive he was to me. Our eyes meet from across the room. The connection is electric and I harden more than I have ever have in my life.
This male was ours. ‘Mate’ Bruno growls, howling for me to go to him immediately. I stand there and look at him. His eyes were white with a red rim, he had a long lean face, with a strong jaw. His glasses are thin silver frames, connecting two rectangle pieces of glass, tinted blue. He was tall, my height, and lean, but I could tell there was muscle. He felt stronger then you would give credit to, with his lean frame.