Werewolf Heartsong By Dizzy Izzy Novels & Stories

"Steven, watch out!" "Ahh!" I could not help but cry at the sight of Steven being bitten by the wolves approaching him. "Sunny, can you please close your eyes for me?" I heard Steven say. After hearing him, I shut my eyes, crying at the thought that we were dying. I could not understand what was happening right now. The house was not a good sight anymore. Many things were broken, and the wolves' whimpering was still happening. I heard a loud growl. As much as I want to keep my eyes closed, I need to see Steven and Mavin's conditions.

Maybe I could use my powers to help those like me who were being banished from different packs. Sadie smiled faintly. “Then let’s get started.” The Dusk Raiders formed a circle around me while Elder Sadie performed the ritual. She used a silver powder to draw symbols on the floor, and she chanted words in a tongue I couldn’t understand. The air became dense, as if it was charged with electricity, and my skin prickled. I knelt in the middle of the circle in full panic mode. Sadie said, “Close your eyes Hazel.” I did as she said.

Isobel “Moonlight, please listen to the secrets in my heart? I am a man on a journey, just trying to find my part. Whisper to the stars, let them carry my plea. For love and acceptance to come and set me free.” A smile formed in my lips I listened to my favorite DJ and singer, Midnight Wolf. The soothing melody of his voice filled my room, casting a comforting spell on the bitterness of the day. Whenever I'm feeling down or having an awful day, the only safe place I want to be is nothing other than my radio, drowning myself in the voice of my favorite werewolf idol.

I plug my ear phone and pretend not to hear them. “Sing with us Harold!” and they are now singing so loud that even if my iPod is at its highest tune I can still hear them. I guess I fell asleep in anger of their song, the last thing I heard is a scream and as I try to open my eyes, a blinding light were covering us. I am trying to keep my eyes on focus as it gets clearer I could see a face of a woman. With deep blue eyes and a rosy white face, her lips were like cherry and she shine so bright then I lose sight. The next time I open my eyes I was in the hospital.

I suddenly felt a big hammer pounding my head, causing me to hold on to the bed frame and close my eyes because of dizziness. A sudden scene crossed my mind. Inside, the cell with a red werewolf facing Alarick and Convel. “A sanguis.” Both Alarick and Convel said as they were staring at a two-tailed red werewolf. In return, the red werewolf gave them a low growl. Instead of being scared, Alarick and Convel looked fascinated by the sight. The bloody color of the werewolf is shining as well as the two tails it keeps on swaying.

I followed behind knowing very well the enemies were just a step away and probably our death as well. "Well, well well welcome to your fate of doom love birds. Today we witness the death of Kyson and his lover!" I felt weak hearing him freely announcing the death of my woman. No man this time you've got it wrong. I stepped forward and Cade did the same. I could feel myself surging with power. Merging all my elements. Fire, wind, ice, lightning all coming out. My nails adjusted to a centimetre and my eyes became red and my voice sounding in form of a roar. My fangs were exposed, itching to bite in some flesh. I felt energy and my control was slowly fading. I moved with great speed and lunged

body still refused to yield to her pleas . Her attempt was once again a futile one. Her eyelids had not opened a bit. She was running out of time. Derek kept on roaring like he was going to die. Though she was very afraid, she knew at the same time that she might just be the only way to salvage the whole situation. Her heart broke the moment she heard Derek trying to justify why he killed those people. That chamber had a memory that he could not yet get over. The alpha king needed to be helped. He needed help desperately, most especially at the moment. The sounds of things that had been smashed on the floor kept on tearing the air apart. Yes. This was the right moment to do the needful. She

she rushes out frantically but chokes on the words. "Tatum, calm down," I say, and she does. I take her hand to lead her back inside, already knowing that something is wrong, and it probably has to do with Dorothy. Sure enough, Dorothy is slumped over on one of the restaurant tables, unconscious. I hurry to her and check her breathing—it's shallow, but it's there.

Zayn screams that I should get behind him which I did gladly although not so sure there was much he could do to save us. I couldn't help but tremble in fear, as I thought of all the things I didn't get to do throughout my miserable life. I watched as the wolves geared forward towards us but somehow got intercepted by another larger looking pack of wolves. I tried my best to control my raging breath as intense fear overwhelmed me. There were a lot of quick movements, my eyes unable to follow and before I knew what was happening, my legs gave way. I fell loudly to the floor as my eyes slowly shut close. I could feel myself being lifted from the ground by the now familiar scent I was addicted t

Izzy stands at the center of the spectacle called the mate-finding ceremony, her most dreaded part of being a werewolf. The entire ceremony ground is a kaleidoscope of colors and sounds that assaults her senses. The elder stands beside her, takes a hold of her necklace and roughly breaks it. The fire turns red, green and yellow as the elder reads the sign. Then he frowns, and his eyes go to someone in the group of unmatched males. Izzy clenches her jaws and stares at her feet. She cannot, she can’t possibly have a mate now, after all those years!