Werewolf’s Heartsong

Chapter 24

Chapter 24

Brock’s POV

I knew the boy would be irritated. But I couldn’t help it. He should have shown up to watch her himself. I was looking forward to this last part of the tournament. I had a feeling something was going to be different. The Alpha had told me, all that had gone on since I witnessed her rejection and the slaps from her sister this morning. 2

It breaks my heart at all her family has put that pup through. I was grateful I was made her trainer. If I could do anything for this pup I could give her the skill she would need to get free of her family.

Over the last year it became almost a physical image, the chains binding her, holding her back. My father called what I could see a trainers

intuition, we were able to see a fighters potential and bring it out of them.

With Alora all I had been able to do is make her stronger than any other wolf in her school, despite the impairment. But when I looked at her moments ago the chains were gone. Her strength glowing, rising from her like a spiritual fire.

That’s when I had sought out my Alpha, to see if he new what happened. Something had happened while on the lunch break, and now, she was freed from her family. That’s what must have broken the chains. This means we’re going to be blessed with a sight we haven’t seen since the last female Heartsong Alpha, a Lunar Princess.

There was a picture of the last one in one of the many journals my family kept. Centuries of training and it’s

improvements were in those journals, and my family line had been blessed with training every female Heartsong Alpha since the first one.

That’s when, according to my father, and the journals, we were blessed with our second sight. The one that’s allowed me to see the binding on Alora’s strength. It was what has allowed our family to be the best trainers around the world, that and our dedication. We have all, at some point in our lives, in every generation, spent five to ten years traveling. Learning other Packs techniques. Learning how not to just fight other wolves but the ‘Others’ of our world. We always brought back more books and information. Books brought back in there countries original languages were paired with their translation.

honor to be Alora’s trainer and

allow me to train any pups she may have. I had a feeling the wolf she’s matched with next will be powerful. Maybe it’ll be that irritating brat of the Alpha’s that I watched come into his own as he grew. Now he was

be good to see how much they have grown, I taught those boy’s everything I could before they went off.

have those two battle Alora, see how they hold up against her. I’m sure I could find a way to set that up. I bet she’ll be able to hold her own against them. She had that much strength, that little abused pup I first met has

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Alora’s POV

I know my parents and Sarah would be

my place. I strip down to nothing, before transforming. Werewolves didn’t care about nudity normally, why would they,

and I were tall and powerful in this form as well, much bigger than Jamison. The Celtic bands around my wrists, ankles and on my colar bones, visible on

see the markings on my skin at the restaurant. They had all been to focused on me collapsing, and

chains binding my true self broken. The magic rushing through

making a return, playing through my mind again. The memory making me smile. I could

 

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back, exposing my fangs.

broad shoulders, a muscular chest and an eight pack, the muscles in his arms and legs were large, but not overly so. They were tightly packed and lean, not bulging, just large. That continued over into his wolf form as he grew to eight feet

a glowing gold, rimmed in a cinnamon colored amber, his tail long and bushy. The fur that started on his forehead over the back of his neck, spreading half way across his shoulders, tapering to a V on his spine half way down

were even longer, they were about six inches. It was kind of like the hair of his human form, appearing on his wolf in this half

I grew to be nine feet and four inches, the black of my hair transferring to this form. Like Jamison and Seth half for the fur that was our ‘hair’ was in the same place on Xena and mine’s half form, only our ‘hair’ was two feet in length. Draping back in a water fall of

covered breasts where just as proportionately large on this form, as they are on my human form. The rest of my form is just as proportionate. A long, lean torso, with a tightly muscled belly, just shy

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