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.

black hair, think maybe she belong to the Stonemakers or the Mountainmovers?” the younger voice contemplated. “They both have some people among them with tan skin…but most have brown, red or blond hair.” he

tan skin among our

Families though are exclusively pale and blond for a few generations now, she

who have blond hair and blue eyed features son. Any family member born with tan skin

that?” asked the

at odds with that Clan. I Allister 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

had a daughter who looked like the Heartsong’s Ancestor, the First Alpha. Probably karma for rejecting

is her, dad?” asked the younger

voice. I was finally able to open my eyes

nodded my head yes, my throat hurting to much for me

her neck too dad.” said the young male. He had black hair and midnight blue eyes, and pale skin, his shoulders were broad. You could tell he was going to be 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

you know who I am child.” asked

I not? I had only seen him once, but I’d felt the

 

my son Damien, we’ll get you to the Pack House, and treat you before taking you back to your family.” said

let them have

and I can’t just take the child away.”

awful memory I carried. It was not the only scar embedded into my soul by my family, there were many, many others.

wretch!” she screams, she’s always screaming at me. Half the time I think she’s forgotten my name, because she is always 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. I’ve known that for

I sing, my family goes into a rage. They tell me to stop screeching like a dying cat, telling me my voice makes their ears bleed. It was one more thing they used

maintain 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 myself, and

Xena, and we’ll be free.”

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