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.

skin, 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 most have brown, red or blond hair.”

and the Shadowtails, we all have black hair and tan skin among our Clan’s as well, but I know she’s not one of ours, and she dosn’t smell like

and blond for a few generations now, she can’t be one of theirs.” remarked the younger

skin or dark hair is made an outsider, or married off, still removing them from the Families. If their fated mate

do that?”

I have always been at odds with that Clan. I Allister Northmountain reject his Goddess given mate for that Ice Queen he married,

had a daughter who looked like the Heartsong’s Ancestor, the First Alpha.

is

family’s doing.” said the older voice. I was finally able to open my eyes and look

Alora little pup?” the older wolf asked, I had nodded my head yes, my throat

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

know who I am child.” asked

once, but I’d felt the his power and status over me. “Alpha.”

 

you to the Pack House, and treat you before taking you back to your family.” said the

we really going to let them have her

I can’t just take the child away.” I’d passed out

the only scar

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

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.

become less and less tolerant of the oppressive and abusive way they treat me. I’ve been struggling to hold back, to maintain the image of a submissive

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

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