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,

our Clan’s as well, but I know she’s not one of ours, and she dosn’t smell like

a few generations

purposely breeding dark coloring out, they only mate with others who have blond hair and blue eyed features son. Any family member born with tan skin or dark hair

that?” asked

practice is why I have always been 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,

daughter who looked like the Heartsong’s Ancestor, the First

you think this girl is her, dad?” asked

was her family’s doing.” said the older voice. I was finally able to open my eyes and look at them, the young man next to me gasps

your name Alora little pup?” the older wolf asked, I had nodded my head yes, my throat hurting to much

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,

who I am

could I not? I had only seen him once, but I’d felt the his power and status over

 

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

to let

have no choice son, she needs to be with her family, and I can’t just take the child

pounding on my 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 my family, there were

is always addressing me as “you wretch.” The ‘her’ being

the shower. Every time I sing, my family goes into a rage. They tell me to stop screeching like

of the oppressive and abusive way they treat me. I’ve been struggling to hold back, to maintain the image of a submissive and obedient she-wolf. There are only two

two more weeks Xena, and we’ll be free.” I

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