Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

Chapter 3

I was barely conscious as they continued to talked about me, sounding worried.

“She’s got marks on her face, look there’s a handprint” said the older voice.

“Dad who would abuse a pup.” asked the young voice.

“I don’t know, look at her arm, there’s a dark bruise in the shape of fingers, see the nail marks, she’s got another hand shaped bruise on her other cheek.” points out the older voice.

“Why dad? She’s just a pup, they must have thrown her into the river.” said the younger voice

“I’m afraid you’re right son, and she could have died, the river is swollen and dangerous, her legs….” the older voice trails off.

“So many bruises….” the younger voice also trails off.

“All these cuts, she must have been tossed over and over, the poor child, how did she get out of the river?” the older voice asked in wonder.

“Where did she come from dad?” the younger voice asked.

“There is a pack picnic today remember, that’s where we were heading, looks like she had on her best dress, despite what it looks like now, she must have come from there.” the older voice had said.

“Dad….that’s five miles up river.” points out the younger voice.

“I know, Goddess…she should have died, any other pup would have died, she’s incredibly lucky to have survived.” said the older voice.

the younger voice contemplated. “They both have some people among them with tan skin…but

have black hair and tan skin among our Clan’s as well, but I know she’s

pale and blond for a few generations

they only mate with others who have blond hair and blue eyed features son. Any family member born with tan skin or dark hair is made an outsider, or married off, still

stupid, why do that?” asked the

Northmountain reject his Goddess given mate for that Ice Queen he married, because his fated was dark skinned, that Ice Queen also rejected her fated, because he’d had dark hair.” the

black hair and violet eyes. It’s said that Allister and Bettina had a daughter who looked like the Heartsong’s Ancestor, the

this girl is her,

out if this was her family’s doing.” said the older voice. I was finally able to

your name Alora little pup?” the older wolf asked, I had nodded my head

a giant of a werewolf when he was done growing, just as large as the older male next to me. The older male looked like the young one, only his

you know who I am child.” asked

but I’d felt the his power

 

is my son Damien, we’ll get you to the Pack House, and treat you before taking

are we really going to let them have her back?” asked

and I

bedroom door brings me back from that memory. Sadly, that was not the only awful memory I carried. It was not the only scar embedded into my soul by

addressing me as “you wretch.” The ‘her’ being my mother. You would think she would call me by name. But it was a waste of time to hope for something different.

family goes

the image of a submissive and obedient she-wolf. There are only two more weeks left of school. That’s what I have to remind

we’ll

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