Werewolf Heartsong By Dizzy Izzy Novels & Stories

I begged him out loud, but he ignored me, he didn't want to listen to me, I was trying to feel his soul, trying to make him stop, but I couldn't feel his soul, there was just a black spot, a dark space where his soul is supposed to be, he was the hole inside of my heart, the one who was blocking the others, trying to push them out to no use. "Theodore, stop this nonsense" I yelled at him again only this time it wasn't me who was yelling, this time it was Wolife who was yelling at him, Wolfie was my inner wolf, the one I gained after holding three wolf souls inside of me, it has its perks, it made me stronger, gave me an inner wolf, and meant I'm not going to die for a very long time, I won't

“Sorry I can’t turn him into a frog, but I can make him sound like one.” Izzy began to laugh and said, “That would work.” “Why on earth would you want to turn your brother into a frog?” I ask her as she continues to laugh. “Because he is so over the top with me. No male wolf is ever good enough for me and he thinks I need to save myself for my mate. Half the wolves in out pack will never find their mates and I haven’t found mine yet and just want to go on a date for once in my life.” Izzy tells me and I feel bad for her not finding her mate yet.

It’s fine like this, I’ll be here, You’ll be my shadow, I’ll be your light, clear. “What do you think?” I asked the water. I really did feel crazy, thinking there was someone watching me through it. “This song is for you! I just made it up, so it needs some work. I really love singing, but I think you already know that. Let me officially introduce myself: my name is Eliza, and my wolf’s name is Lisa.” What are you doing? my wolf, Lisa, asked, agitated. Why are you talking to the water and not to me?

CHAPTER 23 IZZY POV I woke up to a sunny day. The snow had fallen in the night, but the sun was out, turning the fresh powder into diamonds. I took a deep breath and stretched. It was a gorgeous day for my birthday! Yes, it is. The voice of my wolf startled me. Heka? I asked. I somehow knew that the wolf from my dreams was her. Yes. It’s good to finally meet you. Her voice was soft and wispy, but I knew that she was a strong wolf. I felt her strength.

My voice felt small, a fragile thing in a place of monsters. The black beast turned to me, there was a terrifying emptiness in his gaze, Ezekiel took advantage to the distraction and bit into the wolf's neck drawing out blood. But it didn't seem to faze the wolf as it fought back against Ezekiel digging it's claws into the white wolf chest and ripping out its heart.

He turned it and over the clicking of the metal, he heard the near silent whimper from the wolf. He pushed the door open. The wolf was sitting in a chair by the desk. The sound of his pounding heart was almost overwhelming to Wren’s ears. He was slumped over. A defeated wolf from every aspect of his appearance. Bandages were a stark white on his arms. There was a scabbed over wound on his neck. A vague scent of iron tinged the air in the room.

"I grew up alone too. No family. I thought my life had no point. But then I found you — and you gave me a reason to keep going." I refused to accept it. I half-carried, half-dragged him to the Witch's cabin, wild with desperation. The moment I burst through the door, I seized her by the collar, eyes bloodshot, voice cracking. "You're a witch, aren't you? All-powerful, right? Then save him! Save my people! I'll pay whatever you want — anything — just save him!" It was the first time, in all my years in the werewolf world, that I completely broke.

She added. "Ady I will find something to hold upon but not someone. I am not ready for this. I know you and everyone wants me to settle down and see me happy, but trust me settling down won't make me happy. I can't trust anyone, it's just so complicated."I said "Okay fine we will talk about this later but before let's go to the park before those love birds send a search team for us. I met them in the park and they were so worried about you."

I wоuldn’t саrе if I еvеr аtе a ѕіnglе morsel оf food ever again. “I know уоu’rе nоt hungrу, Iz, but уоu have tо eat. I’m thіnkіng wе can hаvе a Twilight marathon. Nothing lіkе реrvіng over ѕеxу vаmрѕ and wеrеwоlvеѕ to mаkе уоu fоrgеt аbоut nаѕtу mаn-whоrеѕ.”

How sad. Why did it have to be this complicated? "I need more time," Daisy muttered back in a small voice, averting her eyes as she turned away and grimaced. "How long?" Denver probed, frowning at her, "How much time do you still need? Don't tell me you're planning to run away again, Daisy. I swear, if you suddenly disappeared, I'm going to te-" "I'll tell him!" Daisy abruptly cut him off with a sneer, looking at Denver with watery eyes, "I'm not running away anymore, okay? I just—"