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Chapter 44

    Chapter 44


    King Sabastian’s POV


    I was standing on the balcony outside mine and Stephanie’s bedroom. I was looking down at a vast


    garden below. Our mountain range was bursting with life. Trees wore their best leaves, bushes their


    best flowers, everything was blooming. The wind brought with it flowers and the sent of wet earth. In


    the distance there is a storm somewhere. I can almost taste the lightning in it. (2


    I heave out a heavy sigh. I felt impatient, like time was stretching endlessly out before me. But I know


    that’s just my imagination. I found out the child I had thought dead, was very much alive, and was not a


    son as I was told, but a daughter. I was to begin my search for her in the Moon Mountain Pack.


    However I wasn’t going to arrive for several days now, this Saturday was what was arranged.


    It felt like Saturday was light years away to me. I wanted to meet my child, I wanted to be able to hold


    her to me as I did my others. I had been gone from her life before she was even born. I also have the


    suspicion that Bettina never meant for her or I to find out about each other. The Alpha of the Moon


    Mountain Pack said he has someone in his pack he thinks might be her. The problem was that she had


    her recent blood test result, and they showed that she was the child of Bettina and her husband, an


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    The Alpha didn’t give me a name, he did say that while they had to wait, on the preparations for my


    visit to bepeted, he was going to have another test done. This one to be supervised by his Luna, a


    she wolf named Ember, who was a Pack medical Doctor. He said he didn’t want to get either of our


    hopes up, so he wouldn’t tell me the name and said he wouldn’t tell her which Vampire might be her


    e said some magical binding had been broken by the she wolf he talked about. (3


    He told me her scent had changed with the breaking of the binding spell she’d been under. The girl he


    talked about had to be her. I hear my matee up behind me, we’re both dressed for bed, but I had


    yet to settle my mind enough for sleep. She wraps her arms around my waist and sets her cheek


    against my spine. She just holds me a moment, I let her warmth seep into me, giving mefort. We


    stand like that in silence, the sounds of the night around us. “I feel so impatient, I’ve been kept from my


    child for eighteen years, granted I haven’t known that till today, but now that I do….” I trail off.


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    “Now that you do know you want to be with her this instant and not five days from now?” her question


    voiced more as a statement. I sigh “Yes my darling light, that is it exactly.” I admit to her. She lets go,


    hly to move around and face me before putting her arms back around my waist, I wrap mine around her


    shoulders, pulling her to me, sheys her head on my shoulder. “It’ll be ok. Soon we will meet your


    daughter, and we’ll have the Alpha’s help in dealing with Bettina.” she says.


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    “Yes, but… I feel like it’s more than just her identity that he’s hiding from me at the moment.” I say to


    her, ” Something is telling me she’s not had a happy childhood.” I tell her. I feel something wiggle inside


    my chest a bit, it was extremely faint at the moment. Like one of the children calling out to me. It was


    too faint for me to tell which direction it came from, nor from which child. (1)


    Then it tugs again, stronger this time, I could tell it was some distance away. No…It can’t be…can it?


    The tug more of a jerk now, and no, none of my children here in the castle were responsible. I’d  .This


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    already pulled away form Stephanie that first tug, now I look in her eyes with surprise and excitement.


    “She’s pulling on the life chain.” I say excitedly, then I sit down on the balcony in a meditative pose and


    close my eyes. I was just in time for another big jerk that rung my bell loudly, my child calling for


    1. me. 8


    My mate being a Witch had a connection with our children simr to a Vampires, and Werewolves.


    They call it a spirit link, they are also able tomunicate telepathically, kind of like a mind link an


    Adult wolf has with it’s pup. My oldest had pulled her life chain, linked to me as her parent, and I was


    going to answer the call, and I’m transported to a world of twilight and glowing flowers. D


    There was a veryrge Willow tree with glowing blue flowers, surrounded by row after row of short


    bookshelves. In front of me was a pond, the deep blue water was glowing, I was standing in front of the


    bridge that went over the middle of the pond. If I walked over the bridge I would be continuing on strait


    at the willow tree, there was a bright full moon and stars lighting up the sky.


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    Looking across theke next to the bridge were two figures sitting on the ground. My daughter, the


    chain was leading right to her, it went into her chest, then out of her back to split into two chains. One


    connected to a veryrge and intimidating wolf sitting next to her. The wolf was nearly double her size,


    it was a white so bright it glowed in the moon light and sparkled. The wolf had a ne, a crown, and


    bracers around all four ankles, above massive paws with sharp ck ws. I could see a ck


    Crescent Moon and Star shaped marking on her rear nk.


    That mark, the tip of her tail and ears were the only ck markings I could see. The second chain lead


    away from the girl into the woods to the side and behind the Willow. It must be connected to her


    Vampire sprite. A sprite was a vampires inner self, a Vampires power, the more powerful the


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    defined the sprite was, to be able to transform with your sprite was the highest of a Vampires Power.


    Only the strongest could do it.


    The sprite though, was independent of the Vampire, like a Werewolf’s wolf. The sprite would take on


    the appearance of the Vampires inner power and soul, a vampires wounds and scars would be carried


    by the sprite. The fact that the sprite was hiding from what was essentially her own self did not bode


    well, how much did my baby go through already, she’s only eighteen. That sprite being apart of a


    Vampire makes her another part of my child, in essence it was my child as well, just as her wolf was,


    even though I was a Vampire. 2


    The fact that the life chain connected to both proved that. I study the girl, my daughter. She had tan


    skin, made all the more apparent in her white shorts that fairly glowed, and the same silver jewelry on


    her as it was the wolf. Her hair was an ocean of ck trailing down her back, trailing onto the ground it


    was so long, there were thousands of tiny bright twinkling dots winking in and out of sight all throughout


    her hair. Both she and the wolf had Violet eyes.


    ‘She has ck hair.’ Iment to myself. Bettina had blond hair, so she had her grandmothers dark


    hair. I start crossing the bridge, still observing the two sitting on the dark earth of the shore. This must


    be their ‘space’, a Supernatural’s inner ne. Those that had one as well defined as this one were


    immensely powerful. Her ‘space’ had a discernable climate, with wind, a temperate temperature, and


    scents in the air.


    She was holding onto the chain, studying it, her wolf looking down at it. I don’t think they’ve noticed


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    ‘She has ck hair.’ Iment to myself. Bettina had blond hair, so she had her grandmothers dark


    hair. I start crossing the bridge, still observing the two sitting on the dark earth of the shore. This must


    be their ‘space’, a Supernatural’s inner ne. Those that had one as well defined as this one were


    immensely powerful. Her ‘space’ had a discernable climate, with wind, a temperate temperature, and


    scents in the air.


    She was holding onto the chain, studying it, her wolf looking down at it. I don’t think they’ve noticed the


    other two chains yet. The wind changes as I pass the halfway point on the bridge, I notice the fish in


    the pond, they were brightly colored Koi. I notice there was sound, this was an extremely well


    developed ‘space’, more so than I first thought. The fact that she could allow me into it spoke of more


    power than almost any other Vampire besides myself, some elders, and maybe two other Vampire


    Lords. Pride filled me, she was strong, and already amazing.


    With the change in the wind it carried my sent to them, they both looked up at me. Seeing me they both


    jump up into bracing poses, readying themselves in case I was an enemy, but not being antagonistic


    should I not be. I see glowing purple eyes staring out from the forest directly behind the pair, the sprite


    was watching. I get to the end of the bridge and onto the shore of the pond before the wolf growls.


    “That’s close enough.” said the girl. 2


    Her voice was a musical alto, it was beautiful. “Who are you.” Demanded the wolf in a deeper Alto then


    the girl. This surprised me, I guess I was able to hear her because I was in their ‘space’. I look at the


    girl “My name is Sebastian Night Dayblood.” I tell her softly. “Can I ask your name?” I ask her. “My


    name is Alora Luna Heartsong.” she said. “Alora.” I say her name. “By chance would your mother be


    Bettina Frost Northmountain?” I ask her. Her eyes narrow, “Unfortunately for her, yes.” she says,


    confirming that Bettina had indeed hidden my child from me.
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