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.

Stonemakers or the Mountainmovers?” the younger voice contemplated. “They both have some people among them with tan skin…but

and the Shadowtails, we all have black hair and tan skin among our Clan’s as well, but I know she’s not

blond for a few generations now, she can’t be one of

born with tan skin or dark hair is made an outsider, or married off,

why do that?”

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 dark hair.” the man said, then

Bettina had a daughter who looked like the Heartsong’s

this girl is her, dad?” asked

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

older wolf asked, I had nodded my head yes, my throat

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 his eyes where green and there was a streak of silver in his hair at his

know who I am child.” asked the

him once, but I’d felt the his power and status over

 

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

going to let them have her

son, she needs to be with her family, and I can’t just take the child away.” I’d passed out again while they were

carried. It was not the only scar

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 awhile

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

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

and we’ll be free.” I say to

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