Werewolf’s Heartsong

Chapter 10

Unknown POV con‘d

They had to be hurting her, he didn‘t know how, his brother said she wouldn‘t talk about it. Only that it

took three days before he stopped smelling fresh blood on her. It made him sick to his stomach to think

about what they could have been doing to her.

Every now and then my brother will text me to let me know they had hurt her again, it wasn‘t that she

told him, she didn‘t. But he could tell when she had been hurt and he could smell the blood. Her

trainers were better able to tell me what kind of abuse she was suffering. My brother said her abilities in

healing have accelerated. I thought this might be a blessing from a curse. I start to wonder if she‘s

found a

mate.

She‘s eighteen now. For some reason the thought of her with another wolf doesn‘t sit well with me.

Maybe I have just become possessive over the years. I‘ve had this need to protect and care for this

she–wolf since I first met her. Her sister makes her high school life hell. My brother has told me of

every rumor that‘s been falsely spread about her.

He told me of the one girl who stood up for her against her sister once, and the result of doing so. Her

sister has effectively isolated her, it made me grateful my brother has been by her side, even if I was

still a little jealous. My phone dings with a message. Looking at it I see it‘s from Darien.

Something bad happened today to Alora my heart stops for a moment in fear for the she wolf who‘s

been through entirely to much.

What happened? I send.

She found her mate today...but.... he replies back.

But what? I send.

It was Matthew, Sarah‘s boyfriend. He rejected her on the front lawn at the school, she rejected him back instead of just accepting it. She sent the repercussions back at Matt, fucker collapsed on the lawn. Then that bitch Sarah started slapping her over and over shrieking bullshit at her. One of my mate‘s brothers stepped in and threw Sarah

away from her after the fourth slap. He replies.

What the fuck!? How is she reacting to all this I ask.

Well bro it‘s not good. She said she‘s finally reached her limit. That was her last straw, she

said will not hold back anymore. I say....they fucking deserve her wrath was his reply.

Congratulations on meeting your mate I send. I am happy he‘s met his mate.

*Thanks, Serenity is amazing. I wish you could have been Alora‘s mate, Matt didn‘t deserve her.” He

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Your Senior class should be having your training Finals todaysend. 3

Ya, you should see the picture they have of her, and her wolf Xena. he tells me.

He sends me the picture they made of Alora and her wolf Xena. I open it up and instantly I felt a punch

to my gut, all the air leaves my chest. She‘s grown to be utterly magnificent. Tall, with well defined

muscle that had the perfect amount of bulk to match that amazingly curvy body.

Her look was fierce, her eyes glittering like purple diamonds. Her hair long, a deep black, shiny with a

blue hue was pulled pack from her face in high tail. Her outfit bared mouth watering amounts of her

gorgeous olive toned skin.

She always smelled of hot caramel, apple, and cinnamon to me. I look at Xena and she’s just as

fierce and magnificent, her luminescent white fur glowing, the few black markings she had outlined her

ears, her tail looked like the tip had been dipped in the black.

Then there was the mark on her hip. It was a blessing from the Goddess. It was of a crescent moon

and a star. Her face was pulled into a snarl displaying all those long sharp and shiny fangs.

I‘ve kept an eye on, and took care of, this she wolf through progress reports my father passed to me

and updates my brother would send me. I don‘t know why I felt compelled to do this, my wolf Zane was

also protective of her, ever since that day we found that poor abused pup at my favorite thinking spot.

I shudder to think what could have happened had I not been there that day. I‘m also grateful that her

Goddess blessed mark didn‘t show up till after first shift, long after her parents stopped really seeing

her. They would have used her to their own ends, never letting her go. Never letting people near her

enough to show the abuse she suffered.

I had begun to watch the little she wolf, telling my brother to be nice to her. At first he didn‘t know why.

Then as he got to know her for himself he formed a friendship with her, and

they had become best friends. I knew he was her confidant, and her defender, as much as she would

allow anyway.

She was as independent as she was able to be in her current environment. I suspect she was trying to

protect the others that were around her from harm. I saw how brilliant she was one day. I decided that

was how we were going to free her from her family. Education. But her family was holding her back.

They had perfectly reasonable explanations as to why they didn‘t want her to advance in school as fast

as she could. But I knew the real reasons, they hadn‘t wanted her to show up their perfect Ice Princess.

So my father and I came up with an idea, she would advance in her high school, and she would only

attend training and all AP classes, of which she only had two.

They were just English and history, then she would be bussed to the University to attend the rest of her

classes, she accelerated her learning there, she was a genius, had a photographic memory and able to

retain everything she read and learned. She already passed her finals and put in the required

internship hours to get her doctorates.

We had only stepped in to get her the internship at the lab she has worked at the past three

years, because of her age she would have been turned away from any human owned lab. But we had

our own labs with advanced and continuing advancing technology. She had proven herself to the lab

and secured a position as a lead Doctor and head of her own research team as soon as everything

was done.

She just needed to finish her exams, her test result in each of her exams would be immediately

reviewed graded and submitted after each exam, her diploma issued and signed the moment her last

results were submitted. I didn‘t want her to have to be by those people for a second longer that she had

to.

There was another thing we were able to do to help her gain her freedom from her family. She had

looked so much like the First Alpha that when she came to the Alpha to have her DNA tested and

matched to her parents, he immediately had it done.

He not only had it compared to her parents but against the Heartsong’s as well, and found to our

delight that she was indeed a descendent. The last Heartsong had married a Mountainmover, they had

one son and one daughter.

The son looked like his father, pale with blond hair and his mothers blue eyes, the girl dark

skinned with blond hair and violet eyes. The girl and her parents were killed in a land slide. The son

married into the Frost line, Bettina his daughter.

Both he and his mate were killed in a car accident when a semi tuck lost control, the weather had been

bad and they were one of twenty cars in the pile up, this happened before Bettina turned eight, she was

then adopted into a strictly traditional frost family, completely changing her from the woman she should

have been.

Having discovered all this after the investigation, my father had made a suggestion that she change her

name when she turned 18. Come to find out she had already planed to. The name she chose was

fitting, and because she was indeed a descendent, allowed. She was reborn Alora Luna Heartsong and

blood sworn into the pack by the Alpha with that name. O

All her school reports and paperwork immediately changed to match. I decided for extra protection she

should be moved into the pack house as soon as she graduates. So I had father give her a suite of

rooms next to mine, they were already prepared and waiting. Just in case she had to move early. And it

was looking like she might.

I hear a knock on the bedroom door, it opens and I know who it is before he comes through the study

door. He has black hair blue eye and pale skin. His name was Xander Frost Stonemaker, my chosen

Beta, and that fuck–tard Matts older brother, “What‘s up Damien.” he askes.

“Your brother is a fucking idiot.” I tell him.

A resigned look appears on his face, he asks “What did the fucker do now.” growling a little.

“He rejected his mate in front of the school for Sarah.” I wait. First he look shocked, then he had a look

of indignation, before finally, anger.

“That IDIOT what the hell was he thinking!” he looks at me, do you know who he rejected. I nod, saying

nothing for the moment. “Who?”

I pick up my phone and show him the picture my brother just sent me of Alora and Xena. His jaw drops. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“The fucking idiot gave up that sexy she–wolf for the slut of the century.” his tone was one of disbelief.

“How, I mean this one is supremely hot what was he thinking, and a goddess blessed wolf too.” he

looks at the picture a little longer a look of confusion appears. “Wait...is that...that‘s Alora!” he looks at

me now surprised by who she

was.

I just nod again. “Oh he‘s going to regret his decision. And I‘m not going to feel sorry for him at all.” He

growled the last word.

He looks at me then asks. “What‘s got you

worried?” he asks. I look back down at her picture, it was a moment before I looked back up at him and

said.

“Your brother rejecting her and her sister attacking her for rejecting him back had drawn her last straw.”

I see fury at what his brother and Sarah had done to this she wolf. “My brother told me that she‘s

reached her limit.” he looks confused

“What’s that mean now?” he asks. 2

“It means....she‘ no longer going to hold back.” I say.

He looks at me before understanding lights in his eye. “Oh shit.” and that about summed up my

thoughts exactly.