Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzyizzyn Full Story Read Online for Free

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.

Enter title…

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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.”