Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzyizzyn Chapter 155

Chapter 155

Damien’s POV

When we got to the multi level, bowling, arcade, and restaurant combo called

Andy’s, we went straight to the bowling alleys. Luckily the shoe counter also had

socks, most of us were wearing sandals that we could easily slip out of. Like flip

flops, sling backs and cross foot styles. We reserved four lanes right next to each

other, paying for twenty frames each to start with. Dividing our group into four

teams.

The Alpha and Luna, My father and mother in law, Bryce and Daniel on team one.

Beatrice, Xander, Josh, Gage, Jaxon and Victor on team two. Nathen, Cathel,

Ka ss, Kian, Bella and Galen on team three. And team four was Darien, Serenity,

Enter title…

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Sunny, Asher, Alora and myself. We got to our lanes and set up the computer with

our names.

I decided to go last, because I wanted to take the time to contact my father to get

an update about the search for Sarah. We were far enough away from our own

Pack, that a mind link would not be possible, unless you were mated with the

person back at the Pack. As my mate was here, and the person I wanted to

contact was my father, I had to pull out my phone and text. “What’s the current

situation in

the search for Sarah?”

“Currently it’s the same, ongoing. Sarah didn’t even go back to her house after

she escaped during her mother’s death. During the search of their house we

found many potions containing the stench of Black Magic.” he replies.

“What were the potions for?” I asked.

“They found instructions for each potion, from what the investigators gathered, we

could tell Sarah and her late mother were having troubles with their wolves.” was

his reply

“What kind of trouble with your wolf would require potions?” I ask him.

There was a journal from Sarah, in it she rages about how her wolf was a failure

and betrayed her. It’s really vile to read, she basically blamed her wolf for having

a conscience. But what it came down to was that their wolves didn’t like what they

were doing, and they refuse to lend them their power, or let them shift. The

potions make it possible to take and use their power without the wolf’s consent.”

“That’s horrible” I tell him. I couldn’t imagine what their wolves had gone through,

what Sarah’s wolf was going through.

Alora’s POV

My mates mood turned melancholy after texting someone back and forth. Not

liking it, I cuddle up to him, wrapping my arms around one of his. He looks down

at me, and with a half smile on his face, he raised an eyebrow in a silent question.

I smile at my handsome mate, raising one of my hands I use one finger to rub his

brow. His expression softens, his eyes and his smile become warm and loving.

“That’s better.” I whisper to him, feeling his melancholy mood change to a relaxed

and loving mood.

His smile turns amused. “I take it my mate didn’t like my mood.” he asks me, his

voice was low, and a little rough.

Smiling at him still I shake my head. “I prefer my mate to be happy.” I tell him,

then ask. “What had you feeling that way?”

He shows me the messages between him and his father in response to my

question. After reading them I suddenly knew why he had been feeling the way he

had. “What must their wolves have gone through, what must Sarah’s wolf still be

going through?” I say out loud, hearing my own sadness over it in my voice.

“I had the same question.” Damien tells me.

We were distracted with a sudden “Hey you two, you going to take your turns or

what?” from Darien.

Smiling mischievously at him, I get up and pull on the arm I was holding. “Come

on mate, I’ve never bowled before, I’m hoping you’ll teach me.”

He returns my smile with a playful grin. “It would be my pleasure to teach you how

to bowl mate,” he says, his tone was teasing.

Giggling I go to the ball rack and look for a ball that I wanted to use. They had

different numbers on them, curious I ask. “What are the numbers for?” .

“They’re the weight of the ball. Pick one up and lift it a couple of times, find one

that feels comfortable in your grip.” He tells me.

I look at a few, looking at the others around us I could see that you stuck your

fingers in the holes of the ball to grip them. When I lifted one with a number six, it

felt so weightless that I was afraid I’d throw is across lanes, rather than down my

own.

Thinking maybe double the weight would be better I look for a ball with the

number twelve on it. Then I came across a pretty rainbow colored one, it had the

number fourteen, but I tried it anyway. I really liked it’s color.

The fourteen actually felt like a good weight, a controllable weight. “This one.” I

tell Damien.

He nods and we walk to the start of the lane, again I take a look around to

observe the other bowlers and the way they moved. Damien came up behind me,

wrapping his arms around my waist. “Put that ball in your dominant hand, when

you roll it down the lane step forward with the opposite foot, aim the ball down the

center and try to knock out as many pins as possible.” he tells me.

I nod my head and he lets go and takes a few steps back to give me room,

looking at how a few bowlers would take a couple of steps forward before letting

the ball roll, I decided to do that. I took my aim as I took three steps forward and

rolled my ball while in a bit of a crouch. The ball went straight down the lanes and

hit the middle pin with enough force to nock them all down. The screen flashed

and lit up, the word ‘Strike’ almost filling it. 2

The others clapped and congratulated me, while Darien claimed it was just

beginners luck. Damien put his hands on my shoulders and kisses my mark,

making me shiver. “Good job my Starlight.” he

whispers to me intimately.

I turn around in his arms and put my hands on his chest, looking up at him with a

smile, meeting his gaze. “Your turn my darling mate.” I go up on tip toes and bite

his ear lobe, sending a shock of pleasure through him. “Good luck.” I whisper in

his ear, my voice husky.

Giggling I step back and away from him, a smirk on my face. It felt really good to

tease my mate, knowing I would be ‘punished’ later in all kinds of delicious ways.

His glare had a promise that had me hiding a shiver of excitement. He lets out a

small growl, a little warning for me, I didn’t feel any fear, my mate would never

actually hurt me. He might prolong an org asm, keeping me just right there at the

edge till I gave in, but he’d never hurt me.

I had a lot of fun the rest of the night, talking and visiting. Listening to stories from

the Alpha pair. Listening to Sunny and Cathel’s questions, getting more food in

the middle of our frames. After bowling we went to the arcade and played so

many different games, earning tickets we were able to turn in for prizes. I got two

big bears, one was a bright pink, the other blue. I planned to give them to my

twins when they were born.

I hugged the bears to my chest. Damien was walking next to me, an arm around

my waist. I look up at my mate “Do you think our pups will like them?” I asked

him.

He looks down and meets my gaze, a loving smile on his face. “I think our pups

would love anything their mom gives them.” he says, then he gives me a kiss on

my forehead. “Come lets get back for the night, you need rest before we head out

in the morning.” he says. “We’re traveling straight through on this last stretch,

we’ll be spending tomorrow night at Blood Moon Castle.

Once we were locked in our bedroom, Damien began to torture me with pleasure.

Taking me up high and keeping me there for what seemed like hours, before

letting me crash down on the other side, downing me in wave after wave of

pleasure. He did it several times before he finally took his own pleasure. He came

with me on my last org asm, his hot seed splashing inside me with force, his body

jerking with every jet that came from him.

When he pulled out and fell next to me, panting just as hard as I was, I felt his

seed start to immediately drip down and coat half way down my inner thighs. I

didn’t want to get up and shower, I was too satisfied. Damien however, refused to

neglect me. So after catching his breath he scooped me up out of the bed and

took me to the bathroom.

After the bath he makes me take his blood and store the power in the rings,

before finally allowing me to curl up in his arms and drift into a deep sleep.