Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

*”And just where have you been…?”*

Rankin Northmountain was furious as he could do nothing but obey the dual commands. given to him by Alpha Andrew and Luna Ember. They were not supposed to give a member of the Werewolf Council an order like this. No matter what that dinosaur from the Supernatural Council had said. Rankin tried to fight the order again and was viciously racked with pain before his body continued to obey the order he was given.

Rankin snarled internally, he hated pain, to the point he went to great lengths to avoid it. His dislike of pain had him eternally stuck as an omega level fighter. However, the joke was on all those other lowly omegas who thought he was one of them. He wasn’t, he was infinitely more powerful than those omegas, he was a Senior Council Werewolf. He was allowed to mate from the Frost and Northmountain Clans.

Granted the bitch was a reject as not all her coloring was right. If Leanna’s honey brown hair had just been a few shades lighter, the dual colors of her gray blue eyes less gray and bluer, and her peach-colored skin a few shades lighter, he never would have been given her. Rankin made sure to remind her of it every time he forced her to service him. He made sure

Leanna knew he was the only male who could stomach her ugly coloring.

He also made sure Leanna knew his title as a Council Werewolf was the only reason she

was still remotely accepted as a Clan member. Although she was treated as invisible unless it was necessary. Leanna was nothing more than a tool, and she knew it. It was beaten into her several times a week, especially after one of her suicide attempts. Rankin loved the utter devastation in her eyes when she woke up alive, after thinking she had escaped him through

death.

Rankin laughed internally, if she hadn’t been bound when she was a child, Leanna might have been able to fight back. However, without her wolf, she was no better than a lowly disgusting human. Rankin walked into the Werewolf’s Council building, and tried to fight the

direction his body was going in. More pain ran through his body, and he was sure that after

all this was over, he would go work his mate over to make himself feel better.

records department. No matter how much he fought the command to slow himself down, the paperwork was officially filed in just those ten minutes. Once done, he felt the commands he was under fall away. Once free of the commands, he started to panic, the Alphas of the Northmountain

when he told them of the dual commands by the Alpha and Luna. Rankin

door was locked, he let out the breath he had been holding in a gush of air. Eyes. closed, he turned around and leaned heavily against

have you been, Rankin?” Came the icy cold voice of Clan Alpha

It felt like his entire body had

Clan Alpha Frost asked Rankin, his voice just as cold as Clan Alpha

they would have mercy upon him if he explained he had no choice but to obey, died a pitiful death in the face of their deadly gazes. In an utter panic and with no rational thought or plan

of pain echoed in the room as his blood painted his office door. His screams would remain. trapped in the office, never to reach the other side of the door. All Council Werewolf offices. were made

made her appearance, there hadn’t been much time left of the one-hour lunch break. Selena had retreated inside Alora, and everyone was ushered to find their mode of transportation back to the school. Luckily,

Darien’s car again, wondered if she should text Damien and tell him about Selena. After a bit of thought that lasted the short drive back to the school, Alora decided to wait till Damien’s call that night to tell him. Alora hopped out of the car and happened to

raise questions. It was too late to go back to Bettina and Allister’s

enough time to see her sigh as she looked at her ankles. Darien was about to say something to

her shoulders a moment later. With her head up, her spine straight, and her shoulders back, Alora now not longer looked beaten down. Now she

pulling her tighter. against him. Serenity was smiling at Alora, liking the change she was seeing in the female. It was like Serenity was seeing the true Alora, the one that had been hiding just beneath the surface under baggy hoodies

and parking next to them, were the rest of the group that had gathered at the restaurant. Including one Supernatural

watch.

Ember agreed with bright smiles. As the request had Alora, Darien, Serenity, Kain, Galen and Jaxon all professing how amazing it would