Werewolf’s Heartsong novel Chapter 1

Introducing, Alora

Beep ,beep, beep, beep….

The screeching of my alarm clock is the first thing I wake up to, I hated that alarm clock. I really should get a radio alarm, anything was better than an alarm clock that makes me think of the fryers at work.

Goddess I hated working in fast food. But fast food is all I can get within a thirty minute walking distance of home. I can usually get the commute down to fifteen minutes riding my bike. I don’t have a car, like my older sister did, she has already wrecked two cars and was now on her third. My parents spoil her, I hate that they treat us so differently.

Unfortunately for me, I’m truly both my mother and father’s child. I even had it tested. I’d done it because I didn’t look like either of them at all. I was born with violet, almost indigo colored, eyes. I had black hair so dark a blue hue shines when light hits it. Then there was my skin, it was a copper olive tone.

I’m Alora. The wolves of my Clan, for the many generations now, have been born pale with blond hair and blue eyes. Both of my parents Clans have deliberately bred out any dark features.

But there had to have been someone, from one side or the other, who had to have passed on the genetics for my coloring. The DNA test I’d had done… found that I’m related to one of the seven original werewolf bloodlines of our pack.

I look like my ancestor, Luna Heartsong, coloring and all. The Moon Goddess was said to have blessed her bloodline with power, and amazing voices. A Heartsong’s song….is from the heart, as the surname implies, and when singing they could influence the emotions of those within hearing.

The fated mate of a Heartsong could form a deeper soul binding connection when the mates sang together with power. A very powerful and magical bond was created that would bind the mates through reincarnation, according to the old legends.

At first, I had only talked about taking my DNA test with the Alpha. He’d thought it had been a good idea, so he was the one who authorized it. After the results, he showed me the painting he had of Alpha Luna Heartsong. That’s how I found out I look almost exactly like her.

I asked my Alpha to keep the results quiet from my parents. The reason I asked him to do that, at the time, was because I was afraid of what my family would do to me, if they knew I had this knowledge. I knew they wouldn’t want it to become public knowledge, because The First Alpha, Luna Heartsong’s coloring, was wrong. That was idiocy in it’s prime if you asked me. I have used the test to my advantage though, a tool needed for escape.

Any coupling outside the Frost and Northmountain bloodlines had been “Strictly forbidden” for generations now. You don’t dirty up the skin and hair color, you were to breed it out. Or you’re basically thrown from the Clans, being made a Clan less wolf. Or you had to hope the mate you’d chosen over the Clan had a Clan of their own that would willingly claim you.

I used to be scared of the day they would cast me out. Yet as I’ve grown, I’ve become less scared of leaving, to being desperate for it after graduation. I had been kept from starting school until I was age six. Then I was held back my first year of school, by my parents request.