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.

and 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

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

and Northmountain Families though are exclusively pale and blond for a few generations now, she can’t be one of theirs.” remarked the younger

tan skin or dark hair is made an

stupid, why do that?” asked the younger

why I have always been at odds with that Clan. I Allister Northmountain reject his Goddess given mate for that

that Allister and Bettina had a daughter who looked like the Heartsong’s Ancestor, the First

girl is her, dad?” asked

obviously suffered, was not necessary, we will find out if this was her family’s doing.” said the older voice.

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

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 his eyes where green and there was a streak of silver in his hair at his temple, it made him look more

you know who I am child.”

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

 

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

to let them have her back?” asked

needs to be with her family, and I can’t just take the

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

addressing me as “you wretch.” The ‘her’ being my mother. You would think she would call me by name. But it was

my best not to give in to the urge to sing in the shower. Every time 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 to hurt

the image of a submissive and obedient she-wolf. There are only two more weeks left of school.

weeks Xena, and we’ll be free.”

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