Werewolf’s Heartsong by DizzyIzzyN Chapter 4

I was set to become the third leading Research Doctor in the Pack’s Lab’s. I
would be the lead biochemist with my majors in biochemistry, microbiology and
hematology. I would be in charge of my own team of researchers, and luckily for
me it was a team that couldn’t wait for me to be serving over them in an official
capacity, they respected my intelligence despite my age.
The best thing about being a Doctor, is it gives me a respect and nobility that my
parents won’t be happy about. Because I was not their Ice Princess. I’m their
dark mark, a mistake, a dark blight forced upon them. I start to grin at the
thought of their faces contorted in fury over how untouchable I will become after
this. I’ll no longer have to associate with them in any capacity.
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Another great thing is, they still don’t know that I’ve changed my last name
already. The moment I turned eighteen, I’d changed it. I had even changed my
middle name. I was no longer named Alora Frost Northmountain. I was now
Alora Luna Heartsong. I changed my name to with the approval of our Alpha, as
It was proven I was of the Heartsong bloodline. And soon to be Doctor
Heartsong.
My new name will be announced aloud at the Graduation Ceremony, It was
what would be listed on my diploma anyway. That’s one way they were going to
find out. A public separation of myself and them. I was tired of the constant
beatings. The emotional and verbal abuse added to the physical. Then having to
hold back once I knew I could defend myself, that has become the hardest thing
to do. I have been trying to remind myself two weeks, but I don’t think I can
anymore.
I don’t eat breakfast with the rest of the family, they wouldn’t like eating with me
anyway. They would have made sure to use the time to bring me down, to the
point that I had no appetite. I ate breakfast at school, or I bought some at the
little convenience store on the way to school. I love to get two of their Big Sur
breakfast burritos with eggs, cheese, sausage, bacon and spicy sauce, and a
bottle of orange juice, and a bottle of milk. It was an energizing breakfast for a
werewolf.
My phone dings. I know it’s Darien, the Alpha’s second son and my best friend,
my sister hates him, and he hates her. She tried to date him once, but he’s been
firm in waiting for his mate. He’s been eighteen for a few months, he suspects
he knows who she is. However he is waiting till she turns eighteen too, so that
her wolf recognizes him before he approaches her. I pick up my phone and read
the text.
I’m out front with the breakfast of Wolves, hurry up it’s combat exercise
today
On my way out be one sec.
The house has three floors, I’m on the third floor in a converted attic. The
second floor has Sarah’s bedroom and my parents office. Sarah’s room used to
be two, till she decided she needed more space. The second floor has a wrap
around deck with a door leading outside to it. I sneak out the second floor door
down the stairs around the garage out the gate and down the driveway to the
shiny dark blue Dodge Charger my friend drives. I open up the door and can
smell the burrito’s he’s picked up for us, I dive in the front seat as the front door
to my house opens.
“YOU STUPID WRETCH WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR WEARING,
GET BACK IN THIS HOUSE AND CHANGE IMMEDIATELY!!!!” My mother
screeched in fury. I wouldn’t have been surprised if the entire pack had heard
her. I close the door and my friend floors it. I see my mother’s furious expression
as she runs down the driveway shrieking and shaking her fist in the rearview
mirror, probably promising retribution for ignoring her.
My friend is also looking in the rearview mirror “Man is she pissed.” he said with
a chuckle.
“I know, wonder what she’s going to do when I get home?” I ask with a resigned
sigh.
“You know you could take her on easily, you’re a bad ass in training. I’ve seen
you, and I’ve been training with you, and the others in this year’s Alpha Class,
hell you’re better than me and I’m an Alpha’s son.” He says.
“I know, I know…it’s just…I’m so close, I promised myself I wouldn’t have to
hide anymore soon.” I sigh.
“How soon is soon?” he demands.
“I was trying to hold on till the last day of school, but…” I trialed off.
“But what?” he asked after a minute of silence.
I sigh before continuing. “I find hiding it anymore, too confining. I’m not going to
hide everything anymore, but I’m also not going to reveal all at once, today’s
going to be my first day.” I say.
“First day of what?” He asks.
“Of not hiding away anymore.” I state grimly.
We ate our burritos on the way to school, we both want to get there as early as
possible, as we’re both hoping to meet our mates. I think I know who his mate
is. Her name is Serenity, she was only two inches shorter than I was.
A fit, and curvy werewolf with hip length, wildly curly, deep red hair, vibrant
emerald eyes rimmed in gold, and the cutest line of freckles across her nose,
with milky pale skin. She was a strong but shy and sweet she-wolf.
My sister didn’t like her either, because she would stand up for others.
Fortunately the threat of her older brothers managed to divert any major
retaliation my sister and her cronies would have done to her. So it’s been kept to
petty things, like name calling and put downs.
Serenity’s two brothers in school with us are twins, we’re in the same grade
because they were born only six months before her, at the end of November,
making them start school with her. Sarah’s antics towards the she-wolf really
makes me wonder sometimes if she had ever really grew out of elementary
school.
I’ve seen Darien stare at her with a longing expression, when he thought no one
was looking. I knew that her birthday was the day after mine. I would be happy if
she was his mate, they would make the cutest couple. As excited as I am to find
my own mate. I’m also dreading it, what if it’s someone I don’t like, what if he
rejects me. I don’t know how I’ll feel, I’ve been rejected by my family all my life.
My sister and her friends have made it a hobby to isolate me. Anyone who
wanted to be my friend was soon set upon by her and her henchwomen. They
even tried to make sure Darien would abandon me. They’d make up terrible
rumors. I avoided most guys, because they all believed I was a slut who’d give it
to anyone, because that’s what she told everyone.
Girls stayed away from me because they believed I would take their boyfriend
and sleep with them. I’m still a virgin, so yeah, not true. But will any of them
listen, no. If they did, they kept their mouth shut.
Not many of the students, had the protection needed for them to afford being a
friend of mine, without some kind of backlash from my sister. She was viscous,
one girl stood up for me. She wasn’t a friend, just a nice girl. The next day she
came to school wearing a cap on her head.
Her hair had been waist length shiny blond hair with like seven different shades
ranging from white blond to gold. Until my sister and her cronies had caught her
walking home. They had taken her somewhere without witnesses. Then they
burned all her hair off.
Worse they had also dosed her with a long acting wolves bane tablet. It had
taken till lunch time before she had collapsed on the floor coughing and
throwing up blood. Her hair has since grown back out some, it’s now shoulder
length. She won’t even look in my direction now, too afraid of my sister.
I know how my sister had gotten away with it. The girls parents were low level
wolves with no Clan status, and my parents found a way to make them keep
their mouths shut. She has many more victims, and not always related to me. If
my sister didn’t like what you were saying about her, she made you pay for it.
One of the many reasons Darien has known not to listen to her, is because he’d
witnessed her talking to her friends about the rumors they had deliberately
made up against me. Darien said he never liked her, said she has a slimy air
about her that rubs his fur the wrong way.
We’re early enough to get one of the closest parking spot to the schools front
lawn, he reversed into the spot, and we get out. We lean back against the trunk.
“So you going to tell me who it is you think your mate is?” I ask him.
He shifts a bit against the car. “The look in your eyes, tells me that you already
think you know who it is.” he replies.
“I have a theory….” I hedged.
“Who.” he asks in a suspicious tone.
“Serenity.” I finally say.
He lets out a huge gust of air, running his hands through his hair he looks up at
the sky for a moment before facing me. I wait, knowing he’s still thinking,
debating on telling me. Finally he says “Yeah, yeah I think it’s her.”