Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
“How did you get free of the chains” I asked her.
‘The Moon Goddess had heard me crying out, she came to me that night’ she says
Shocked at that information “What did the Moon Goddess do?” I ask her.
“She touched the chain and It broke. She said “Your destiny to be with your human half will not be kept from you, you will be free to be with your other half.” that’s when she broke the chain. Then the Moon Goddess told me.’
‘The she-wolf who has birthed you and your human half cannot escape her punishment, for rejecting her destined mate she has failed to be true to her bloodline. She was told, as punishment she was denied ascension, her first daughter born will never be acknowledged and gifted my blessing, it will be the second daughter born, the one most like the first Alpha, who I have blessed, the one who I will acknowledge.’
“She had to be the one who did it, it had to be her, but how?” I say to her.
‘I believe she is the one who had it done, yes’ she states.
“The one who had it done? Meaning you believe she had someone else do the chains?” I ask her.
‘It was a Witch’s spell, a Dark Witch’ she informs me.
“How would mom know a Dark Witch?” I wonder aloud to her.
‘I may have been kept from you since birth, but I was still with you while being trapped in that space’ she says. I remember one of the neighbors that came over all the time, till a little after we were tossed in that river, she always smelled faintly of Black
Magic, and something else, like she was trying to mask her scent.
Xena’s revelation, had me thinking of who she was talking about. I started who she was talking about. I started to think of the woman she was talking about. I remember my mother calling her sister and
Sarah calling her Aunty. They couldn’t be real sisters so I think it was more of a deep relationship, them so close they were like the sister each never had.
She had hated me too, she had always had a look of contempt whenever her gaze would land on me. She had brown hair and
Ice blue eyes rimmed in black. She was always over, everyday. Until shortly after I was almost drowned in the river by Sarah and her friends. Then she was suddenly gone, never seen again.
I started to remember a couple of things. “About the time the woman your talking about disappeared, there was an uproar in the
Pack. I remember the adults were all upset about something to do with a Witch, she was banished from Pack Lands because she was caught practicing Black Magic on wolves.” I say to Xena.
‘She has to be the woman they were talking about’ says Xena, thinking what I’m thinking.
“It can’t be a coincidence, that and the other thing that happened, make me believe that’s who they were talking about. She’s also got to be the one who bound us in chains.” I tell her.
She’s quiet for a moment, she knows what I’m talking about, if what she said was true. That while she had been kept from me, she was still with me. Then she would have born witness to that night. That night had been the first of many nights spent in that basement chained and bleeding.
Alora’s POV
Today seemed to be a day for reliving horrible things, that have happened to me in the past. Unfortunately to figure out what has happened and why, I have to relive the bad, painful, bloody memories. Not a fun adventure. It just further illuminated how fucked up and abusive my family has been to me. ‘Will I ever be able to heal from the wounds they had all gleefully given me?’ I wondered. 2
“How do we heal from all that has been done to us?” I ask Xena.
“I don’t know…but maybe…? she hesitates.
“Maybe?” I prompt her.
“Maybe we could talk to Luna Ember?’ she’s still hesitant.
I could understand why she was always urging me to talk to someone, to tell them what was happening. And while I would talk about some of it to Darien… I’ve never told him about the full extent of the horrors visited on me. I still haven’t told him about what dad did, that one time he was drunk, shaking my head to avoid that atrocious memory. I focus on what Xena had said.
“I think….you might be right…and maybe we should talk to the Luna I finally say to her. I feel her surprise at my words, already understanding it. “I want to heal, we’re an Alpha now, we need to be healthy mentally.” I pause a moment. “Well as mentally healthy as we could possibly be, considering all that’s happened.” I say the last in a dry tone.
Xena snorts at this last comment. She says in a soft tone ‘I’m glad you’re finally going to get us help.’
I think about that for a moment, by denying myself help I had denied her help. I suddenly felt guilty, I wasn’t the only one experiencing the abuse I suffered. She had too, that suddenly made me realize my silence hadn’t only hurt me, “I’m so sorry
Xena, I should have spoken up when you first urged me to.” I tell her.
‘You needed to be able to accept the help too. Besides, we’re stronger now than any other wolf here, except for Alpha Andrew.’ she says. I chuckle at the last bit. I love my wolf, she’s so special. “I promise, we’ll talk to Luna Ember soon.” I tell her. I would seek help, not just for me, but for Xena too. It wasn’t just me who needed to heal.
It took Darien sitting next to me, and practically pushing me to the floor from my seat, to snap my attention back to what was going on. “Shit, we didn’t pay attention to his fight.” I tell Xena. I struggled to keep from looking guilty as I met his annoyed gaze, and failed miserably. “I’m sorry.” I finally say after a minute of his silent glaring