Werewolf’s Heartsong novel Chapter 4

Alora’s POV

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.

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.