Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

Chapter 68: *“Who is my father?“*

“Bettina Frost Northmountain.” Alpha Andrew said Bettina’s full name in a deep and commanding voice. “You will answer me truthfully, to lie will bring you swift and brutal punishment.” Bettina shivered in fear. “Is Allister Frost Northmountain, Alora’s biological father?”

Bettina’s eyes widened, of all the questions the Alpha could have asked her, that was the last one she had ever wanted to answer truthfully. “No.”

Allister’s head turned swiftly in Bettina’s direction, anger blazing in his eyes. “So! You finally admit it, you deceitful bitch!” He snarled at Bettina.

“How was the DNA test faked?” Alpha Andrew demanded.

Bettina closed her mouth, that was one she wasn’t willing to answer. Bettina would rather receive a brutal punishment, than ever sell out her love. Alpha Andrew glared down at her, waiting for an answer.

Allister glared at Bettina, her refusal to answer that question was all over her face. That’s when he knew. “It was that Black Magic using bitch, wasn’t it?! Rebecca did something to make the test come out the way it did, didn’t she?!”

Bettina’s eyes widened in panic, as long as she wasn’t mentioned, most everyone forgot about the time Rebecca had lived amongst the Pack. As well as the reason she was expelled from the Pack. Bettina shook her head, not wanting to voice the lie aloud, it would only

confirm the truth.

Alpha Andrew had enough of Bettina’s resistance and released his own Alpha’s aura. Bettina and Allister whimpered in pain as it forced their submission. “I demand you answer my question, Bettina, with the truth.”

The command was impossible to disobey this time. “Rebecca used blood magic to make Allister’s blood come up as the paternal match to Alora’s.” The answer was ripped from her

mouth, while her mind protested.

“Why did you not tell me?!” Allister snarled again at Bettina.

the next words that came out of her mouth. “Because I knew it would torment you!

for you, she never would have been investigated! I hate you!” Bettina shrieked. “I watched every time you got so drunk you couldn’t control yourself anymore, and you would go up to her room! Who knows how many times you would get yourself off while staring at her as she slept! I know there were many, until the wretch got smart and started to

horrified at what they were hearing, horrified and angry. Alora felt embarrassed, angry, and sick to her stomach, all at the same time. It only got worse as Bettina kept going after a moment of silence. Bettina’s silence was only so she could catch

and stopped you. You are so weak, a teenage wolf was able to beat you!” Bettina screamed, her

before you get in

psychotic bitch! I’m going to strangle you!” Allister shouted, he tried to get up to do just that, only

momentarily forgotten the hold the Alpha’s aura had

Stop it!” Sarah shrieked. “This is all Alora’s fault! If she hadn’t brought the Alpha with her none of this

with disgusted and angry expressions. Alora wanted this all to end, she didn’t want to hear another word of filth. Alora didn’t want to hear

looked at Alora, his expression serious and his eyes glowing with his wolf. “Clan Alpha Alora Luna Heartsong. Do you formally swear to me, the Alpha of the Moonstar Pack and Alpha of Alpha’s,

never had a reason to sever their ties with their birth family. Alora, though, had plenty of reasons to do this. Alora wouldn’t become a Clan–less wolf doing this as others would have, because she was now the Clan Alpha

Heartsong, swear to my Pack Alpha and the Alpha of Alpha’s, that I am no daughter of nor kin to, Bettina Frost

his palm. When making such vows to your Pack Alpha, especially to the Alpha of Alpha’s, it always involves blood. Alpha Andrew held his other hand out for one of Alora’s. Alora placed her hand in the Alpha’s with her palm exposed. After

of severance. You are now without a Mother Clan, an orphan

of Alora’s maternal bond with her mother only caused a small amount of pain, at least to Alora. Bettina, not used to immense

she managed to finally get to her

time she got there, Bettina was once more a limp and sweaty mess on the floor. Bettina’s hair had fallen out of whatever style she had had it in and was now all over the place. Her perfectly done make–up was smeared,

mother, gathered Bettina into her arms. “How could you?! How could you?!

at Sarah, stunned she would even ask her that question. “Oh, Sarah, that’s

Allister was not Alora’s father, Alora really wanted to know who

father?”

light entered her eyes and curled up one corner

tell Alora who her father was. Not after all the trouble she had gone through to convince that bastard that Alora was dead. Bettina even went so far as to convince Alora’s father that she was born a male. So, that there would be no chance he could ever find Alora should he realize Bettina had lied, and