Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
I hear a whimper to the side, it was Serenity. “She liked to push her fingers into the slices she made, digging until I screamed.” low growls coming from the twins, Maximus looking green, the Alpha furious, the Luna devastated. Darien, Jaxon and Victor matching looks of fury, Serenity, just as devastated as the Luna. “She liked to have me chained up high, so she could watch my blood pool on the floor as she cut me up. She would get this crazed look in her eyes, she got some kind of sick enjoyment from what she did to me.”
My voice broke a little on the last part, but I press on after taking another drink. “When she was furious about something, she would lie to Bettina. As we got older, the lies turned to me sleeping around.” I tell them. “Allister would drag me by my hair, and he and Bettina would chain me up against the support beam, then they would beat and whip me.” I take anther drink. “Then after they left, Sarah would come down and take out her bad day on me.” I pause for a moment. (2
“As I got older and started to develop, the man I thought was my father, would come into my room at night.” Maximus is pale, “I was always so scared to move, but he would raise my shirt and stare at me, while getting himself off.” Maximus is furious, so are
Jaxon and Victor, their growling, I take a drink, the cans almost empty now. “One night, he came in drunk, and he started to grope me.” I gulp the rest of the can, Kian brings me a bottle of water this time. 5
“He started to rip my clothes, I couldn’t take it, so I let Xena come out,” I take a drink of the water, needing to hydrate after the caffeine. “She attacked him and was about to kill him when we were hit with the desk chair I had in my room.” I tell them “It knocked us out for a moment, when I came to I was back in human form, and Allister was gone.” I pause for a moment. “I started to lock my door every night, but that didn’t end it.” I say grimly.
“He got a key to the door and started to come in at night again, but he didn’t attack me again like that night, he was back to just getting himself off.” I drink more water, needing a moment “It was a while before I remembered seeing this trick in a movie I watched with Darien once” I tell them “I started to stick my desk chair under the door knob before going to sleep, this was what stopped his nightly escapades into my room.” I shiver at the memory.
“I paid for that though,” I say hoarsely. “Every time Sarah cried whore at me, he would take special pleasure in whipping me until he couldn’t swing the whip anymore.” Serenity whimpers again. “There was a week I was locked away in that basement.” my tone almost a sob on the word basement. “Every day, all day, they took turns exacting their favorite punishments.” my voice heavy with the pain of that memory. “Bettina had learned to like burning me, those wounds lasted the longest.”
Gasps and Growls of horror came from all around the room at that. “At the end of an entire week of this, Bettina came storming down.” I take a couple of drinks of the water. “She starts slapping me, screaming, asking what made me so special, that the
Alpha of our pack would demand proof of my well being, screaming that I must be screwing one of the Alpha’s son’s.” The Alpha is looking so horrified, I hadn’t told them this part of everything. O
“My friendship with Darien caused more than a few beatings.” I say softly, Darien looks up at me, stunned by that, horrified, I give him a weak smile, it was all I could manage. “I never regretted our friendship or any of my involvement with this family” I tell him firmly. “No matter how often they punished me for it.” I look at him. “I know your the one who reported my absence from school.”
I pause, tears burning my eyes “if you hadn’t, I would have died in that basement” I tell him, he pales at my words, clutching
Serenity closer to his chest for comfort. “I’m grateful that I’ve always had you as my friend, my best friend, without you, even with the trouble it caused, I would have been dead long ago,” I pause “Our friendship, and your families care, has been what’s kept me going, made me realize I had to keep going, because I deserved better, and one day would get it.”
I pause again, “One of the greatest gifts you all have given me, was hope.” I tell them hoarsely. “Everyone of you gave me the tools, and the help I needed, to escape those people.” I look at Darian, holding his gaze “I’m a Clan Alpha now, my powers have been released, I know who my true father is, and I’m connected with Selene now.” I tick off each amazing thing to happen. “So don’t you feel guilty, don’t ever feel that.” my tone firm.
“You, Damien, the Alpha and Luna have helped me gain more than I ever could have without you all there for me.” My emotions almost choking me again. I look at the Alpha and Luna, the Luna has tears streaming from her eyes, down her face. The Alpha’s eyes are shiny, but he doesn’t shed them ” Thank you, for everything you’ve done for me.” The Luna steps forward, coming to me and taking me into her arms.
I cry, sobbing silently for a moment, I don’t think I could ever thank them enough for all they have done for me. It takes a moment for me to recover, Galen hands me a tissue, I blow my nose. I look at them all for a moment “A Vampires skin doesn’t scar.” I say.2
It was Victor, who said it in a grim tone “But their Sprites carry those scars.” 3
I look at him, his eyes are full of fury and understanding. I nod at him, then get off the counter “I think it’s time you all met
Selena.”
Victor’s POV
The more I heard of Alora’s story, the more I admired her, the fact that she had survived all of that. Her life had been a nightmare, the pain she suffered deep. She became stronger, and was now free. To have suffered such as a pup, and to have to suffer molestation and an attempted rape from the man she thought was her father. Then she got to the explanation of her
Sprite. Our Sprites, even for Hybrids, carry those scars instead.
She got up off the counter, and stood before us. Then she closed her eyes and said “Selena.”
The tattoos I didn’t even notice till now, turning to physical jewelry, a crown appearing across her forehead. Her hair, unbound itself from the double braids they had been in, the ties disappearing somewhere. It became a living moving shadow with thousands of tiny stars sparkling from it. Her body grew tall, to six foot four, she got a little leaner, almost as if she was stretched.
Her curves stayed though, she had breasts large, round and perky, her bottom firm and round.
Her skin darkened to a dark chocolate, that’s when they appeared. All those silver marks, they were everywhere, everywhere but her face, she even had scars on her neck. Some were obviously from a knife, others burns, and most from a whip.
“So many.” I can’t help but gasp out my horror at the pain she’s so clearly suffered. The silver of her scars are flat to her skin, like silver paint, the darker the paint, the deeper the scar. My gasp had been echoed by the others in the room.
She’s beautiful, even with all those scars. But those scars…the wounds they were from. My mind barley able to process the horrors she had gone through with each wound rendered, her torment so evident. Her power and strength radiated out from her,
I was in the Presence of more that just a Lunar Princess. 3
This was my Clan Alpha. I go down to one knee in front of this powerful being, “I Victor Heartsong Bloodmoon swear to you my oath of loyalty, and beg acceptance as your Gamma.” I say.
Jaxon kneels down next to me “I Jaxon Stone Mountainmover, swear to you my oath of loyalty, and beg acceptance as your
Beta.” He says.
She kneels down in front of us, we raise our eyes to her glowing Violet ones, the silver rim gleaming. She grabs my right hand in hers, I can’t help but think her hands are beautiful as well, long strong fingers. Her nails long and pointy, with slightly rounded tips. No, those were not nails, those are claws, they’re black, strong and sharp. –
While holding my hand, wrist up, she asks. “Do you swear by your blood?” In an echoing, mystic, and somehow lyrical voice. I nod my head, knowing this would mean I would be connected by more, than just the Clan Bond.
“Yes.” I say in a firm tone.