Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

Chapter 3: “Parked and waiting…”
Bettina’s father had been the last Alpha of the Heartsong Clan. When Bettina’s mother and sister died in a mudslide, Bettina’s aunt book custody of Bettina. It was said that at the time, Brodie Shadistail Heartsing was too distraught over losing his thate to take care of his last living daughter
Bettina was adopted by her aunt, her mother’s sister, and renamed. She went from bring Bettina Frost Heartsong, to Bettins North Frost. Then when the was married to Alater, her name was changed again to Bettina Frost Northmountain. Effectively burying her relationship with Alpha Brodie Heartsong.
Alora knew why, to the Frost and Northmountains, nothing was worse than a Heartsing. Alora thought it was st upid, because of the importance part of the Heartsong Clan played in Werewolf History, and the History of all Supernaturale. The first Alpha of Alpha’s was the Clan Alpha of the Heartsongs. A Female by the name Linna Elsalmon Heartsong.
There was a painted portrait of her hung up in Alpha Andrews office. Alora used to stare at it and would always think she looked a lot like her. Getting the DNA results back and seeing that she was a direct descendant of the First Alpha had been a great day, at first.
Because that was not a relation Bettina, or Sarah would quietly allow Alora to claim. They were too proud of being ‘genetically pure” to allow that. It would lower their status within the Frost and Northmountain Clans. So, she could only claim it privately
Alora had been given an idea though, one she carried through with on her birthday three days ago. Darien had taken her from school that day to the Moonstar Mansion. Where his parents had a cake and presents for her. The new phone she was holding was one of them, a Galaxy 22 Ultra.
The other was the hoodie she was wearing, and an apartment in the Moonstar Mansion that would be ready for her in a few days was another. The Alpha and Luna had been sure for years that she was being abused but had never been able to prove it.
How can you prove years of abuse when your skin didn’t scat, and you refused to talk about it as a young pup, because of the threats your family had made agand you if you did. Now that she was older, it had become easier to avoid the abuse
Literally by nearly never being home. During the week she went to two schools, then to work, then her internship at the lab, on the weekends it was work, library for study, then internship at the labs. The few times she was home, it was only for a couple of hours at a time.
Alora was fortunate enough that when they did beat her, and lock her in the basement, it wasn’t for days at a time anymore. To keep her locked up for more than a night would invite trouble. There would be questions asked that her parents didn’t want to be answered truthfully.

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