Werewolf’s Heartsong

Chapter 12

Alpha Andrew‘s POV

I‘ve been getting messages and reports all morning about what was happening. I was in the Principal‘s

office when my Master Trainer of the Alpha Class came in. He reported the scene on the school‘s front

lawn. So I had stayed in the office for the eventual confrontation with Allister and Bettina

Northmountain. We also got the camera footage pulled and ready for when they came into the office.

As expected they had come in mad.

They started of asking how we could let Alora and two brutes bully their precious princess. We played

the footage of what happened before we informed that no punishment would be exacted against Alora,

or the boys who helped her. Neither would his son or his new mate Serenity. A she wolf I happened to

know was sweet as could be, she loved to be helpful, but she was so shy it was hard for her to talk to

people. I knew my boy was head over heels in love with her.

My Beta and his Mate came in after the Northmountain’s left. We replayed the footage for them. My

Beta was furious that his son would be so stupid, his mother was horrified at his cruelty. I knew they

wanted to confront their

son, but there wasn‘t time. We had to get to the Arena for the Training Finals. I didn‘t want to miss my

son‘s or Alora‘s fights. I had wanted to talk to them both before the matches. But this mornings events

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I make my way to my seat, My Beta and his mate to my left. My mate comes up on my right, sits down,

then cuddles close, wraps an arm around mine and leans her head on my shoulder. “So... I’ve heard

it‘s been a very eventful morning for our son and Alora.” she looks up at me inquiringly. I lean down and

kiss her forehead. I love this she–wolf with all my heart, and my entire soul.

Even with age she is still the most gorgeous woman I‘ve ever known. Her hair was still a solid deep

dark red, almost black, her eyes a cerulean blue tilted up at the edges were large, she had a petite face

with a pointed chin, her nose was cute, tilted up a little, her lips full and pouty, were a natural dark pink,

she was lean and her breasts were perfect and full. Her bottom even at fifty was still firm and round

with a beautiful bounce to it. Her legs were long, her thighs were just the right mount of thickness,

toned with muscle.

I loved the way her muscles moved under my hands as I touched and kissed my way all over her body.

Even after all these years my mate

could make me burn and feel as randy as a teen wolf hocked up on hormones. Shifting in my seat as

my pants become a little tight. I move a strand of her silky hair behind her ear. “Yes my love, it has

been an eventful morning for both.” I look across the Arena at both Darien and Alora, they were sitting

next to each other in their assigned seats. “Our son found his mate, a she–wolf I believe you will

approve of, and Alora, sadly was rejected by hers.” I hear her gasp. “By who?!” her tone one of

outrage.

My Beta Boris and his mate Lissanna lean forward “It was our idiotic son Matthew.” states Boris.

Gasping “No!, This can‘t be true, Lissanna?” my wife looks to my Betas mate. “I‘m afraid so, how he

could do something so foolish, and for that she wolf Sarah.” Lissanna looks angrily in the direction of

that she–wolf. “Alora would have been a blessing to our household.” she looks up at Alora, her look

sad. “My son will come to regret his decision. But there is no going back, he will never regain the bond

he broke with her.”

My mate is looking at Lissanna, her look sad as well. “I hope your son will get a chance to redeem

himself and hopefully get a second chance. One I hope he‘ll appreciate.” Lissanna nod‘s then faces

forward as the lights dim and the fight start wo 11 lauch no Carnhhoe har rann

handed to her, not even making it to the third round. Further into the fight, my eldest son Damien starts

to message me.

I heard about what happened this morning. he said.

I was going to call you about it this afternoon, however, it seems your brother beat me to it I reply to

him.

He also told me she said she‘s not holding back any more He sends back.

That, I did not know

My mate shakes my arm. “Honey look at our son‘s picture, isn‘t he just darling.” She coos smiling.

My mate didn‘t believe in hiding her affection. It‘s why hiding how much she really cared about Alora

was difficult for her, but she did it with grace. In return she seemed to be extra loving to her family

during those times. I think it was how she coped with all the horrible things done to the girl. Some we

can only guess at based upon reports given. We can only tell because of the smell of blood, or the way

she‘ll favor certain limbs, or carry herself a certain way. She didn‘t really speak too much about what it

was they put her through.

My oldest is extraordinarily protective of her, had been since he found her during that pack picnic

covered in mud, blood, cuts and bruises. We rushed the poor child back to the Pack House. My mate

ran the Pack clinic being a Pack Doctor, she was one of the top surgeons there. She had been home

that day and took over her care when we got there. O

I had never seen my wife so furious. She raged for hours about the mistreatment of the girl, and the

condition she was found in. My wife said she was not to be moved for at least a week. It was all the

reprieve we could give her. But in that week, that gorgeous little pup found her way into our hearts.

Darien thinks of her as a sister and his best friend.

My phone dings, it‘s another message from Damien. Dad, I think we should plan to move Alora in early. I have a bad feeling about leaving her with those people any longer. I read my son‘s text then I look for

the people he‘s talking about.

The looks of fury on both of their faces as they glared at the program list, it looks like they found Alora‘s

name and rank. Before I can reply to Damien my wife shakes my arm pointing at the Arena and the two

fighters.

“That‘s Serenity, Darien‘s Mate.” she points out

and then pointing at the other opponent “And that‘s Matt.”

“Well indeed it is.” I look at Boris “How do you think this I going to go?”

He cringes “I think this is going to go badly for my son, that little she wolf looks really angry.”

Looking down, I see that the girl is indeed angry. “I have a feeling she has taken a liking to Alora.”

“I believe you are right, and Mountainmovers tend to be protective of those they like.” his tone grim “But

if what you have told me is true, then Alora deserves protection. I‘ve heard Sarah talk about her before.

It was all bile and venom. One of the reasons my mate and I have never liked her. She is constantly

putting down her fellow wolves and bragging about herself.” Says Boris.

“She‘s extremely arrogant, just like her parents. That Alora had the misfortune of being born into that

family had been breaking my family‘s hearts since we first met her.” I tell Boris.

“How did you meet her?” he asks with genuine interest in his tone.

“Remember that pup my son and I found half

drowned by the river during that pack picnic about 9 almost 10 years back now?” I ask him.

It was Lissanna who gasped in horror. “You don‘t mean... Alora is that poor little abused pup is she...?”

I nod in confirmation, she looks up at Boris with anguish. “Oh Boris...does he even not know or

remember? That poor girl.” she looks down, when she looks up again it‘s with the angry determination

of a momma she–wolf who‘s pup is about to be disciplined. I‘ve seen it on my mates face when our

boys would get out of line. “That boy will be taught a lesson when he gets home.” she growls angrily, “If

that little she wolf down there doesn‘t first.” Boris says.

We all look down at the match. Matt already looks like he‘s been hit with a boulder as Serenity runs

straight at him, he goes to grab her but she slides down feet first between his legs, once behind him

she does a quick turn and jumps up as Matt turns around, he looks up as she brings her fist down in a

vicious punch that caves in the left side of his face.

Blood spraying he‘s spun around and down to the platform and rolls a few times before coming to a

stop on his back, it‘s obvious he will not be getting back up soon. I look back to see Serenity had

landed with her feet shoulder width apart, arms down, hands in fists, glaring at Matt. She was declared

the winner.