Werewolf’s Heartsong

Chapter 19

Jaxon’s POV

I’m just sitting in my seat, resting, I’m hurting from my battle with Alora. Her wolf Xena kicked my wolf

Bruno’s ass. Bruno whines in my head, I chuckle. “What are you whining for?” I ask him. “I can’t believe

I lost to a female.” he whines. I chuckle “We lost to the Alpha of all Alpha Females, Bruno, she’s

special, I think I would be honored to serve as her Beta.” he’s silent for a moment. “The Alpha of all

Alpha females, Beta to that title would be an honor.” he finally said. I settle back, happy and at peace.

Bruno settles down now, content now with the results of the battle. My phone dings with a notification. I

look and its an urgent e-mail through ‘the student message board. I open

the e-mail, its from the Principal, I’m to meet the Alpha at the pack house tomorrow at ten to discuss a

career opportunity. Suddenly Bruno and I are excited and can’t wait for tomorrow to be here.

Matt’s POV

Today is the worst fucking day of my life. To start off with rejecting my mate and being rejected in

return. Which broke the spell a sachet of herbs Sarah had given me under the guise of it being made to

ward off evil. Ha! Ward off evil my furry ass. It allowed evil to manipulate me for the last six years! It

explained why I’d been ignoring Aries. And it’s what made me make the biggest mistake any wolf could

ever make. Rejecting their mate.

I wanted to howl in despaire at the wrong done to us. Sarah is pure Evil. Withant tha All

Without the spell I would have been working all this time to be the wolf that truly deserved a female like

Alora. There was nothing we could do now, we lost our chance. Hell. Sarah had made sure I never had

that chance. I swear to the Moon Goddess if she ever see’s fit to bless me with another mate I wouldn’t

allow anything, not a damn thing to get in my way claiming her.

I may not deserve a second chance mate. But Aries did, none of this was his fault. It was all mine, for Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

not being strong enough to withstand a spell sachet. My father told me that the satchet carried a

layering spell. Which meant over time the more I was exposed to it, the stronger the spells effect on

me. It was the shattering of my mate bond, an even stronger magic, that had broken the

spell.

But that was a small consolation. Compared to what it was the small, seemingly harmless, packet of

herbs had cost me. That she-wolf needed to be held accountable. My father said I can bring charges

against her. And I think I will. Now that the fog was lifted I realized there were allot of things I’d seen

that spoke of her evil.

She liked to hurt people. I’ve been remembering some of the things I heard her tell her friends. They all

would laugh about who she hurt and how. Those three were just as evil as she was. Then I pause, or

were they? Now that I think about it. Those three come from good loving families. Maybe they had

sachets themselves? The only way to find out was to ask them. Sarah was going to be with her parents

immediately after we’re released for the lunch break. Maybe I can catch the three girls on there way

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So my father doesn’t worry I text him. I tell him my theory and my plan. It’s a simple plan really. Ask

them if Sarah ever gave them a packet of herbs they were told to keep on them. That’s all my dad had

asked me. My dad texts me back. He tells me he’ll wait nearby where I’m going to try and stop them, so

he can keep an eye on me in case something happens.

I almost wished someone would kill me. I’d rejected my chance at a wonderful, love filled life. But that

wasn’t fair to Aries. If I’m honest with myself, it’s Aries who I’m seeking justice for, he had been the one

held hostage the most. Because while the spell worked on my human brain, it didn’t affect my wolf’s

brain. I’m learning the full extent to which my wolf was tormented.

I can’t help but thinking that if Lauren, Beatrice and Agatha were under a sachets control, just how their

wolves feel. Putting those thoughts aside I look back down at the platform and watch the matches of

the Alpha Class. I couldn’t help but be in awe as I watched Xena battle. She was an amazing Alpha

female. Her form was fierce and perfect for battle, her strength glowing from within.

It’s not long before it was over. I get up and make my way to the exit to wait for the girls. Dad told me,

to break the spell for them, I’d have to set fire to their sachets. If they were indeed being controlled by

one. But I thought about the fact that we would need evidence to be able to get a conviction. I look up

at the big screen with this portion of the tournaments rankings, then it came to me. Photographic

Evidence.

I pull out my phone and text my dad “Can you find a way to record me and the girls. I want evidence

later about the sachets. If they have them.” I get to the door and stand off to the side in a pocket of

space created by the high wall of the arenas surrounding bleachers above the pit. There was a wide

hallway leading to the double doors of the exit, standing near one of the concrete floor to ceiling

support beams that were placed at regular intervals around the Coliseum, I spot the girls. Then I waved

them down.

They come over to where I was standing. “Hay girls, I wanted to ask you something.” I say. They

looked at each other, their looks confused, then Beatrice and Agatha nod at Lauren, she looks at me

and says. “Go ahead.” in a short crisp voice. “Has Sarah or anyone given you a sachet of herbs they

told you to carry with you at all

times?” They all look surprised at my question. Then confused again. O

It was Lauren who first started to dig in her purse, then the other two did. Lauren pulled out a large

rhinestone covered, clip wallet, Beatrice a small shiny card carrier, and Agatha a large double zipper

wallet in a standard black with gray diamond patchwork. All three girls pulled out a sachets from these

wallet. “Can I see those?” I ask.

Lauren looks at the other girls, shrugs her shoulders, turns and hands me the sachet with a roll of her

eyes and a “Sure, I don’t see why not.” uttered in a dry tone. The other two hand me theirs. “Do you

remember who gave these to you and when?” I ask them. Lauren and the girls looked at each other

then at me. “It was Sarah,” said Lauren. “She gave them to us during her ninth birthday

party.” added Beatrice. “She said they were to make sure we always remaind best friends.” this from

Agatha. (2)

“Did she say how she got them?” I asked. “Yeah, she got them from a Witch.” Said Lauren “Sarah calls

the Witch Aunty.” said Beatrice “The Witch was best friends with Bettina, they were always together

before the Witch was Banished.” said Agatha. “Sarah was really upset when that happened.” said

Lauren.

“We had a Pack picnic about three months before it happened, but after we received our Satchets.”

said Beatrice “That was the day Sarah had us help her throw Alora into the River.” said Agatha. “I

remember my parents being so furious at me for being involved.” said Lauren. “My mother was

horrified, told me I humiliated her and dad in front of the

Alpha.” Beatrice told us “My

grandmother was really disappointed in me, she wouldn’t talk to me for a month after that.” said

Agatha.

“What are you going to do with the sachets?” asked Lauren. “The spell on these is harmful to all three

of you, so what I’m going to do is burn them to get rid of the spell.” I tell them. I get out my lighter, the

one dad gave me when I went on my first survival mission in training class. The girls are muttering

between themselves, I crouch down, set the sachets down on the ground, then set them on fire.

They burned different colors, blue, then green, then red, before the flames dimmed and the sachets

were nothing but ash. They had gone up quickly, the herbs being dry and the material of the sachets

had been worn with age.

I look back up at the girls, they were

standing there, staring at the ashes of the sachets. Each had different expressions of shock and other

emotions. It was Beatrice who fell to her knees with a scream of anguish, it was heart wrenching. It

took me only a moment, for me to recognize that pain. And as cruel as I was beginning to realize Sarah

was, I didn’t doubt I was too far off my mark.

She screamed once more, before sobbing, tears rushing down her face “She had me reject my mate!”

she curls up into herself on the floor, her pain and despair a voluminous cloud around her. Lauren and

Agatha fall to their knees, one on each side of Beatrice, tears on their faces they both hug Beatrice.

Supporting her as her anguish cripples her. Sarah has done so much damage. She was a horrible she-

wolf, evil incarnate. It’s the only way to explain what she made her friend and I do. O