Werewolf’s Heartsong

Chapter 69

Alora’s POV Cont’d

I don’t know why, but the tears started to fall. He was here….he was finally here. A small sob left me, I

had tried to hold it back but I couldn’t. He opens his arms, and that’s all it took. I was running that short

distance to him, throwing myself in his arms. He wraps me up tightly, one arm around my waist, an

unbreakable bar. The other along my spine his palm on the back of my head. I wrap my legs tightly

around his hips.

He lifts me up bringing his broad full lipped mouth down on mine. Kissing me deeply holding me so This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

close, my arms around his neck holding on just as tight, tears slowly dripping down my face. I’m so

happy he’s back.

He pulls away, were both gasping for air, he looks me in the eyes “I’m home mate, I’ll never leave your

side for so long again, I’ll always be here for you, my Starlight.” His had cupping my cheek, his eyes

blazing with his promise, and a determination. “I claim you as my mate.”

“I accept your claim and claim you as my mate” I reply in a breathless rush, he pulls me back into a

fierce kiss, setting me on fire. 2

I hadn’t even needed time to contemplate, this had to be the male the Goddess had truly intended me

to be with. If I hadn’t been rejected by Matt, the chains that had bound me, would still be there. By

rejecting Matt, I broke the spell that was on him, and he was able to break the spells holding those

three girls hostage.

Now Damien was here, claiming me, his mate. Pulling back from the kiss to look into his eyes I touch

his face. Still trying to make sure this wasn’t a dream. That I hadn’t fallen asleep in the bathtub and

drowned myself. Now that would be embarrassing to say the least.2

I run my fingers of one hand through his shoulder length midnight locks. He looks at me, he must have

felt my turmoil. Because he asked “Is it so hard for you to believe I’m here now my Starlight?” his voice

a low rumble.

Still running my fingers through his hair, I look in his eyes “Honestly I’m almost afraid this is a dream.”

My voice breaks, I swallow“ I’m afraid I’ll wake up and you’ll be gone, all of this will be gone.” I start

shaking. I feel it…I’ve reached my final emotional breaking point.

My body starts to tremble. “I’m afraid that finally being free is just a figment of my imagination, that they

still have me locked away in that basement.” The last was said on a sob. He crushes me to him, his

arms wrapped tightly around me holding me close.

“I’m afraid that maybe my mind has finally snapped and all of this is just a dream my mind made up to

protect me.” I didn’t realize how much fear and doubt I had been holding back until now. No….no that’s

not true, I knew, but I’m a Clan Alpha now. I couldn’t fall apart, I needed to be strong.

“Oh my Starlight, I’ll make them pay for this.” He growls. He walks with me back into my room, he sits

down on the edge of the bed, still crushing me close. “I’m here mate, I’m real your free.” He says his

voice rough, he gently starts to pet my hair. “It’s ok Starlight, let yourself break, I’ll put every piece back

together mate.” He promised me. 13

I broke, I shattered into a thousand pieces and sobbed. Not just me, Selena, and Xena were too.

Having to relive so much of my nightmare over and over, had opened up the thick steel gates I had

holding back my deeper emotions. At first being cracked, now they were blasted open and obliterated.

My emotions spilling forward. Like a release of a poison I didn’t know was slowly eating me alive.

Damien was right, I needed to break. And just like he promised, he was here for me. He would put me

back together. With my head on his shoulder, my nose buried in his neck. Allowing his scent to keep

me grounded as I broke, and then was put back together by my mate.

Damian’s POV

He was no longer the teenage wolf taking care of a poor abused, and broken pup. He was an Alpha

male taking care of his abused and broken mate. Holding her together, gathering her pieces as she

broke apart. Her body shaking in my arms. 2

I clutched her close, my heart breaking over her pain and sorrow. I never should have stayed away. But

I knew why I had. I’d loved her, even back then. And when she turned seventeen, she had blossomed

into a temptation, I wasn’t sure I’d have been able to resist.

But I wasn’t here! All they’ve done to my Starlight! Goddess why did she have to suffer so! I wanted to

rend and tear those people to pieces this moment. Zane wanted to tear into them with his fangs.

If I hadn’t been so anxious to get home to Alora I would have gone straight there and killed them all

without warning. But they will know what they did. They will pay for what they’ve done to MY mate.

Feeling the storm inside Alora calm I set my nose against her neck. Rubbing my cheek against hers,

taking in her scent. Letting it wrap around me, letting it soothe me and Zane. We were here now, It

would take something extreme for me to ever have to leave her side longer than a day or two ever

again.

I pet her hair. It’s so beautiful with the stars twinkling throughout the lengths. She always had so much

hair, I loved it. I knew she spent money on good hair product. I would send her collections of her

favorite brand, it was a small way I could pamper her, while keeping my distance.

Under the scent of her hair and skin products was that tasty sent. That hot caramel and cinnamon

apple scent. The one that made me want to taste her all over. But she needed my comfort more then

my lust at the moment. And I will put her needs first, I can control myself for her. 3

I felt it the moment she had released everything she had shoved back and bottled up. I felt it in the way

she relaxed in my arms. I just kept holding her tight to me. Unable to release her after being away from

her for so long.

I felt guilty for being glad Matt rejected her, because his rejection had hurt her. But I don’t know how I

would have lived with it, if he had accepted her. I don’t know how I would have kept the jealousy from

eating me alive, till I did something monstrous to him. But he had, and she was mine.

She must have felt my internal war, because she sat up. I rest my hands on her waist, below her

magnificent breasts. Her beautiful violet, silver rimmed eyes met my blue, gray rimmed gaze. Her

plump red tinted mouth turned down in a worried frown. A question in her eyes.

I sigh, she’d always been able to tell when I was troubled. And had always been able to get me to talk. I

should have known then, she had already captured my soul. I felt it every time she would sing for me

after I would badger her. For a while if she spotted me catching her sing she would stop, and it would

take much cajoling to get her to sing again.

After a while instead of stopping when she saw me catching her sing. Instead she would sing to me, for

me, and I could feel it with every note. That connection had gotten deeper, one more thread had bound

me to her.

“I know I shouldn’t be…because I know it hurt you…but I’m glad your not Matt’s mate.” I tell her. I look

at her, waiting to see how she would take that.

She relaxed, the tension leaving, a soft smile on her mouth and understanding in her eye. “You’re not

alone in that.” She says to me. That was not what I had expected. But then there was a lot about Alora

that was unexpected at the moment.

Her hair matching the nick name I gave her so many years ago, being one of those unexpected things.

Seeing my obvious confusion, she continued “I don’t believe the Goddess ever really meant for me to

be with Matt, and neither does Matt.”

This only confused me a bit more, before I can get my question out she explains further “if Matt hadn’t

rejected me, the chains binding my power would never had been broken. My rejecting Matt back is

what broke this spell, Sarah had on him through a sachet. This led to him breaking the same type of

spell on Beatrice, Lauren and Agatha, freeing them from Sarah.” She tells me.

I’m so impressed by her reasoning. “That is a very surprising way to look at that.” I tell her softly,

smiling at her.

She shrugs, then says “Another reason I’m glad it was him to reject me, even though it hurt, was if you

where the one destined to reject me, that would have killed me.” She says, the feeling of devastation

that thought brought her filling her eyes for a moment. She shakes her head as if to shake it away, then

she smiles at me again. “So don’t feel guilty for something I’m grateful for.” She says. A

Then our conversation is forgotten as she wraps her arms around my neck, and pulls me into a fierce

demanding kiss. My mate has needs, and she’s demanding I meet them. I was not a stupid enough

wolf to deny my mate. 2