Chapter 150
Damien’s POV
My father said I would instantly like this Alpha and he was right, I did. The Alpha was only an inch taller than my six foot eight,
but he felt larger than life, because he had such a big personality. When he asked my mate how she got to have her title, her
response had surprised the Alpha. I couldn’t help saying aloud “It’s more than just long, what my mate has gone through, will
make you angry Alpha.” I tell him.
His smile disappears, and a serious look came to his face. He gives us both assessing looks and seems to think, we all remain
silent while he thinks, he looks to Sabastian. “If you wouldn’t mind me asking, why is your daughter’s story one I won’t like?” his
voice was less booming, but still a loud rumble.
Sabastian sighs, and there was a sadness to it. “For the longest time, the Werewolf who bore me Alora, lied and said that she
was dead. She had spells placed on Alora when she was just a new born that cut her off from her inner selves. They also kept
me from being able to feel her life chain, so when I was presented with the evidence of a car crash, and the picture of a dead
infant, a male infant, I believed her.” He tells the Alpha.
The Alpha has a dark look to his face now. “What kind of spells.” his voice was a growl.
“Black Magic.” Alora answers his question. I knew she was going for a neutral tone, but I could hear, and feel the suppressed
anger behind those words.
The Alpha looks back at her. “How would your mother know how to use Black Magic?” Alpha Logan asks her.
“That female….was never my mother…she may have born me….but she was never my mother.” Alora says in a quiet voice,
glaring at the ground, her tone was cold and angry. I felt her fury, was the opposite of her tone, it was fiery hot, a burning in her
chest. Thoroughly laced throughout that anger, was pain…so much pain.2
I grab her hand, giving it a squeeze, it gets her attention, her gaze meets mine, and I feel her calm instantly. After a moment of
staring, she smiles at me, love in her eyes again as she let go of her anger and fury. “She’s gone my Starlight, and I’m right here
by your side.” I assure her through our mind link. I feel the comfort and warmth my words gave my mate, and I felt a scenes of
pride at being able to give my mate that. 2
“I’m thinking I need you to tell me your whole story young Alpha, so I can avoid any more triggers.” Alpha Logan says, his voice a
low boom, but his tone held compassion. This Alpha genuinely cared about the pain his words had caused my mate. O
She looks up at Alpha Logan, her look became sad, after a moment of thinking, she nods. The Alpha nods back and then
gestures us to follow him, he leads us to a study that looked like my father’s. Only the wood was black, and the cushions on the
furniture were in dark and pale light greys. They were a soft dove grey, like a cloud with just a touch of a storm.
The floor was white marble with glittering silver veins. The coffee tables in his sitting area were all glass tops on thick gunmetal
gray frames. There was no fire going, but the temperature outside was a comfortable warmth. The Alpha had the windows, and
the doors to his balcony open and the wind blowing in was making the white sheer curtains flutter around.
The wind carried the scents of his balcony garden, one of the plants was honeysuckle, and the other lilac. It was such a
surprising coincidence, that those flowers would be here, after having had them in products at the Hotel six hours from here, In a
human city no less. But those scents had a calming effect on everyone as they took their seats.
“These scents….they had them in the oils and lotions at the Hotel.” Alora said aloud. She takes a deep breath, drawing the
scents into her lungs, then slowly lets her breath out, a feeling of peace was now coming from my mate. “I love the honeysuckle
and lilac, they’re so calming.” she says.
The Alpha laughs. “Well I’m glad you like them, my wife owns an essential oil business, and her sister will put them into bath and
skin product, they then sell the products and oils all over, they have a website now. Honeysuckle and Lilac are the signature
scents.” he says, obviously very proud of his mate, and very much in love judging by the affection I could hear in his words.
The door to the study was opened, and two wolves came in, one looked vaguely familiar. It was his scent and his voice, that
made me realize this was the wolf who pulled me over, him and his partner were in plain clothes. “Alpha Logan, I was told to
report to you” the wolf said.
Him and his partner looked over our large party, taking us all in, when their eyes settle on Xander and I, there was recognition in
their gazes. They tensed up, and immediately started to look nervous. “Ah, Josh, Gage come in, come in, I did indeed -ask for
you two to come.” Alpha Logan says in his booming voice.
The wolves came in and were offered the seat on the couch across from us. The Alpha was in a high back chair set between our
two couches. “Alpha Alora, would you mind letting them sit in on this story?” he asks my mate.
She surprises me by shaking her head. “No, actually, that might better help them to understand my mates attitude the night these
two, rightfully mind you, pulled him over.” she says, squeezing my hand.
I should have know, she was thinking of me when she replied to the Alpha. The love my mate had for me…I felt both very
blessed, and undeserving of her heart. However, I was too selfish to ever let her go, she was mine, mine to claim again and
again for all eternity. I just had to strive to make sure I kept her love in each life time. “You are a wonder mate, you don’t have to
do this if you don’t want to.” I tell her, even though I already knew what her response would be.
“I want to, I love you my darling mate.” she says. I lift her hand and place a kiss on it, making sure to wrap her up in the love I felt
at her words.
The two wolves looked confused at first, then they fall silent as my mate starts to tell her story. She took them on an emotional
rollercoaster with her story, by the time she was finished, the Alpha had gotten up to pace back and forth in front of his open
balcony door. After a while he turns to look at us. “I have some questions.” he says to Alora.
She nods, accepting this, and he starts to pace again while talking. “I know, your Pack Alpha Andrew is our Alpha of Alpha’s, so
he’s held to a very strict code of conduct, meaning his hands were tied when you were young. Only with a liberal amount of proof
could he have gotten you away from your family, obviously that proof never presented itself to the Alpha. He also would have
had to petition a warrant from the Werewolf Council to seek that proof, and he would only have been successful at that, if the
victim were to come forward.” he says..
He stops. “I would have had just as much trouble, it would have been just the same situation for me. As Alpha’s you have to
follow every letter of our Supernatural Law’s, we have to have evidence.” he fell silent, then turns to face her. “However, my
question is, why did you never tell anyone?” He asked her, his voice holding his sadness.
My mate looks at him silently for awhile. “When I was little… I thought that I was somehow brining on their beatings…that if I
behaved better… they wouldn’t do it anymore…that they would love me. As I got older…I was afraid of what my punishment
would be if I ever told anyone…bringing any type of embarrassment to them…always resulted in me being punished. Then there
was the fact that I never scarred… I thought…who would believe me…without any scarring as evidence. I decided I didn’t want
to cause trouble for my Alpha and Luna…I didn’t want to ruin my friendship with Damien and Darien.”
I wrap my arm around her waist and tuck her up against my side, holding her close. “None of it was your fault, please tell me you
know that?” The Alpha asked her, pain in his voice, pain he felt on her behalf.
