Alora’s POV con’d
I was barely conscious as they continued to talked about me, sounding worried.
“She’s got marks on her face, look there’s a handprint” said the older voice.
“Dad who would abuse a pup.” asked the young voice.
“I don’t know, look at her arm, there’s a dark bruise in the shape of fingers, see the nail marks, she’s got another hand shaped bruise on her other cheek.” points out the older voice.
“Why dad? She’s just a pup, they must have thrown her into the river.” said the younger voice
“I’m afraid you’re right son, and she could have died, the river is swollen and dangerous, her legs….” the older voice trails off.
“So many bruises….” the younger voice also trails off.
“All these cuts, she must have been tossed over and over, the poor child, how did she get out of the river?” the older voice asked in wonder.
“Where did she come from dad?” the younger voice asked.
“There is a pack picnic today remember, that’s where we were heading, looks like she had on her best dress, despite what it looks like now, she must have come from there.” the older voice had said.
“Dad….that’s five miles up river.” points out the younger voice.
“I know, Goddess…she should have died, any other pup would have died, she’s incredibly lucky to have survived.” said the older voice.
“She’s got dark skin, and black hair, think maybe she belong to the Stonemakers or the Mountainmovers?” the younger voice contemplated. “They both have some people among them with tan skin…but most have brown, red or blond hair.” he added.
“There’s also us, the Moonstars, and then the Blackfires and the Shadowtails, we all have black hair and tan skin among our Clan’s as well, but I know she’s not one of ours, and she dosn’t smell like those Clans.” Said the older voice.
“The Frost and Northmountain Families though are exclusively pale and blond for a few generations now, she can’t be one of theirs.” remarked the younger voice.
“That Clan has been purposely breeding dark coloring out, they only mate with others who have blond hair and blue eyed features son. Any family member born with tan skin or dark hair is made an outsider, or married off, still removing them from the Families. If their fated mate has dark coloring they reject them.” said the older voice.
“That’s stupid, why do that?” asked the younger voice.
“I don’t know son, but that Clan’s practice is why I have always been at odds with that Clan. I Allister Northmountain reject his Goddess given mate for that Ice Queen he married, because his fated was dark skinned, that Ice Queen also rejected her fated, because he’d had dark hair.” the man said, then continued
“The Heartsong Clan’s ancestor was tan, with black hair and violet eyes. It’s said that Allister and Bettina had a daughter who looked like the Heartsong’s Ancestor, the First Alpha. Probably karma for rejecting their Goddess given mates” said the older voice, grumbling the last sentence.
“Do you think this girl is her, dad?” asked the younger voice.
“The abuse this child has obviously suffered, was not necessary, we will find out if this was her family’s doing.” said the older voice. I was finally able to open my eyes and look at them, the young man next to me gasps when he sees my eyes.
“Is your name Alora little pup?” the older wolf asked, I had nodded my head yes, my throat hurting to much for me to speak.
What exams do we have today? Xena asks.
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I'm really enjoying the story but the overuse of "my mate" starts to get old. Also, I understand that it isn't a final edited copy but lot of grammatical and spelling errors that I'm coming across on all the chapters. Is there someone editing this? Is there a way to remove the update references?...