Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzyizzyn Chapter 137

Chapter 137

Stephanie’s POV

I didn’t know what to think at the moment, other than I was grateful to have my

mate by my side, and the support of all my children. What had happened between

me and my mother had devastated me. Growing up as a little girl I remember her

unconditional love to my sister, Bulma and I, but my father, he was another story.

In front of mother he was the perfect picture of a loving father, once behind closed

doors he was anything but.

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I remember a wing of my mothers estate that my sister and I hadn’t been allowed

in, to do so would incur the wrath of our father. The room with that door Augustus

was talking about had to be there in that wing. The room, had to have been

fathers office, if my sister and I had been born male, I don’t think this would have

happened.

Father had been severely disappointed that he had only two female children with

my mom. He would call us all kinds of vile things whenever he had us alone,

saying we were worthless to him, that we shouldn’t have been allowed to live and

that we were nothing but a burden to him. (2)

That was the main reason for my sister and I making sure to limit any encounter

with our father that didn’t involve our mother. I remember a dinner conversation

when we were little, father wanted mother to set up arranged marriages for us

both, but mother wasn’t having it. She told him that we would marry our mates

when we found them.

Father had been the one to cruelly remind mother of her rejection by her mate. he

had said what if that happened to us. After a moment, she said that if that

happened, we could find and marry a male we liked, she wouldn’t arrange for us

to be married to a stranger. 5

The look on my fathers face at her words was not pleasant, but she hadn’t seen it,

because she was busy cutting up meat for my little sister. It was a little while after

that conversation mom started to change her views. It was almost like she had

been handed a script when it came to some topics, a script she couldn’t deviate

from. The guards who had punished and tortured Bas had been the two who had

always went with my father everywhere, till his death, after that, they followed my

mother around.

All I had at the moment were a few s catt ered pieces of a puzzle, I didn’t even

have all the pieces yet, I had a feeling Augustus was holding the other pieces of

the puzzle. Perhaps once it was finished, I

would find a reason for my mothers actions, I needed closure. Despite everything

that had happened once I met my mate, I still loved my mother. I needed

answers, and Augustus seemed to have them.

“Did my sister open the door?” my tone was grim as I asked Augustus this

question.

“No, there was a compulsion on her as well.” said Augustus, his tone was also

grim “I suspect there is one on you as well, all of them placed there by your

father.” his tone had an edge of anger to it now. “Your mother asked your sister to

summon me, which was good, because I had wanted an excuse to visit your

mother, she was my best friend. I had wanted to know what had changed her so

drastically from the woman I had always known and cared for, to what she

became after her marriage to your father.” he said.

“What did you find in that room Augustus?” I asked him, my voice soft. My mate

was holding my hand and had his fingers laced through mine, he gave my hand a

squeeze in silent support.

“Black Magic.” Augustus says, dropping that bombshell. I’m in shock, I feel like a

stone has dropped into my stomach, and I was instantly nauseated. 2

sons

“I also found the source of the compulsion spells your father had on your mother.

In the correspondence documents we found between him and the Black Magic

Coven, we discovered he was a member of it, and was sent to become the

downfall of the Goldlight’s. He was supposed to father sons who would then sit on

the Council and take it down from the inside out.” Augustus said “When he failed

to produce a male child, it was decided that you and your sister would be married

off to two other Black Magic Coven Warlocks, and they would again try for male

offspring.” he says.

“Are you saying my mother-in-law’s actions towards me were in fact actions by

the Black Magic Coven, not her.” My mate suddenly asks Augustus.

Augustus looks at my mate, and nods “She was under compulsion to marry her

daughters off to pure blooded Warlocks, luckily, she was strong enough to ignore

the one directing their betrothals to be with Black Coven Warlocks. Her belief that

your daughter was an abomination, and needed to be aborted, and her hate of

Vampires was part of the compulsions. It was to keep her mother from ever

finding out what really happened to her fated mate.” He tells Bas.

I felt a sense of dread at those words, this couldn’t be good. “What happened?” I

asked, my voice was almost breathless.

“He was killed, to make sure he couldn’t come back for your mother.” He tells me,

pain in his voice. (1)

“Why?!” I ask, it was almost a scream, I felt agonized over what had been

done to my mother.

“Your mother hadn’t accepted his rejection, there was still a bond, the Coven

didn’t want to leave a ‘loose end’ as they called it, and had him assassinated.” his

voice is rough, there was sorrow on his face.

I felt a wetness on my cheeks, I lift my hand up to touch my face and realize that

I’m crying, there was a small s ob to my left, I look over at K as s and Bella, they

were both being clutched close by their mates, their hands over their mouths,

tears trailing down their faces, their shoulders shaking with suppressed s obs. 2

“They took her mate….” Alora’s soft voice filled with horror and sadness had me

looking at her, she was crying too, Damien was holding her close, his eyes angry

and sad at the same time.

Bas pulls me to him, I turn my face into his neck and quietly s ob into his shoulder,

his arms tighten around me. I can feel his anger vibrating through him,

underneath his anger is sorrow.

“Oh Bas…what do I do?” I ask him in a keening cry.

“We go see your mother, and we forgive her, then we start working on finding out

everything we can about the Black Magic Coven of today, and it’s movements, it’s

plans.” my mate says, his tone firm.

I lift up from his chest and meet his eyes, he lifts his hands up and wipes the tears

from my face gently. “Your willing to forgive her?” I asked him in surprise. 2

He kisses me gently, his eyes softened to a look of love “Your mother’s actions

toward me were not her own, it is unfair to both of you to continue to hold that

against her.” his tone was gentle.

I throw myself back into his arms “Thank you my love.” I tell him.

“For you my darling….anything.” he says.

He holds me like that for a moment, then I lift up and look at Augustus. “Tell my

mother that she has to come to the Castle for Alora’s Registration Ceremony next

Saturday, I want her there.” I tell him.

He looks happy at my words “I will tell her.” he says.

“Mom.” Alora’s says, getting my attention.

“Yes sweetie,” I say.

“Do you think that your mom will let Damien and I into that office, I want to see if

there is anything I can use against the Black Magic Coven.” she says.

I look at Augustus he shrugs “I don’t see why she wouldn’t allow it, she wants the

Black Magic Coven obliterated, so I don’t think she will object to anything that

could help make that goal achievable.” he

said.

I look at Alora and she’s nodding, her tears were gone, in their place was a fierce

and determined look. Alora was angry, the Black Magic Coven coming into her life

once again. Damien looked fierce, his eyes had a slight glow to them, he was

angry too. Both of them looked very dangerous, like it would be the last mistake

you made to mess with them. 2

I felt a sense of pride filling me, my newest girl was so strong and fierce, and her

mate was her perfect compliment. I couldn’t wait to see the wonderful mother

Alora would be to her pups, and Damien, I bet he would be an utterly devoted

father. I look at my other children, and Ka ss and Bella’s mates, and I place a hand

on my abdomen.

My family was growing, and it was about time my mother was here to witness it. 2