Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
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. “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.
I look across the arena. And the introverted wolf that hid in a hoddie and baggy track pants is gone. In her place is a fierce warrior. I was in the crowd when she was rejected. My cousins had stepped in. I couldn’t figure out why at first till I talked to them. What came out of that conversation was that this was a she-wolf who deserved better than what she had been handed.
As I look at her now I realize that what I had seen before was a she wolf hiding who she truly was. This magnificent fighter before me was the real wolf.
She was going to kick my ass. But it would be my honor to battle her. She had a fierce aura that screamed Alpha. After this I hope she would accept my pledge of friendship. The bell dings and the battle begins. It was over quickly, she had been fierce.
Taking no quarter, proving she was the best fighter. And I felt joy at having been defeated by such a strong person. Right before I black out. 18