Werewolf’s Heartsong novel Chapter 7

Alora’s POV con’d

Matt is trying to shush Sarah, to get her to stop, but she never stops, she’s an evil bitch and won’t be satisfied till she’s made everyone feel squashed beneath her black and pink stilettos. The wind blows his scent my way as the confrontation goes on, and I smell it, the sent of my mate.

The conversation melts into the background as I stare at Matt, and my heart instantly breaks. It couldn’t be. Why would the Moon Goddess be so cruel as to choose him for my mate. My sister’s boyfriend, please don’t let her find out.

The wind blows back in the other direction, Matt stops trying to get Sarah to calm down and sniffs the air, he turns in my direction and my heart stops beating for a moment. The look on his face when he see who it was, is of pure disgust and disbelief.

My heart is now shattering, and I can hear Xena whimper inside from the pain she is also feeling, because we both know, we were being rejected. Our mate would never accept us. I must have made a sound, because Kian and Galen are on either side of me each touching an arm.

“What’s wrong?” it was Kian who asked first.

“You look like you are about to shatter.” Galen said in a worried tone.

There was no point in hiding it, and I know my sister will spread just how pathetic I am. So I tell them, “Matt is my mate.” my tone is low, despondent and husky. The two wolves look up at Matt and the look on his face, they both look back at me with sorrowful eyes.

“I’m so sorry.” whispers Galen,

“Yeah, you should have better then what’s coming.” said Kian.

“It’s okay.” I tell them. “Somehow I knew today was going to be a very bad day for me, I just didn’t realize how bad.” I feel the ringing in my ears as I start walking in Matt’s direction.

“Time to get this over with.” I say.

We meet in between our two groups. Darien is still putting down Sarah and her posy. Matt is tall, six one, he’s also blond with blue eyes, lean with defined muscle, and a Beta’s son. The perfect mate for someone in my family. But the look in his eye’s said he did not find me appealing.

Of course he’s been just as disparaging of my dark looks as my sister, since they got together almost four years ago. They’d been on and off for those years, off when my sister wanted to fuck someone else for a while, on when she found out Matt was also fucking some other she-wolf or human female. I knew what was coming, but it was still going to hurt.

“You!” Matt bit out. “No! You can’t be my mate, I don’t accept you.” he said loudly enough that everyone had stopped and was looking, most of the rest of the school was arriving. So now we were in the middle of an audience. I felt so humiliated, being rejected in public like this, wasn’t fate cruel enough to me!

“I Matthew Frost Stonemaker Reject you Alora Frost Northmountain.” I feel pain, but the bond is still there, It takes a moment, but my name was changed legally and I hade made a new blood connection to the Alpha with my new name, so he would have to use that to break the bond. He’s looking confused as to why it’s not broken yet, so I tell him.

“I changed my name, it’s Alora Luna Heartsong now.” my voice is low and husky with pain.

“Whatever.” He bites out impatiently. ” I Matthew Frost Stonemaker Reject you Alora Luna Heartsong!” he yells out viciously.

SLAP!!!! the sound of it rings out across the yard. I feel my cheek sting and know its instantly red with her hand print on my face, she looks furious and insane. “HOW DARE YOU TRY AND STEAL MY MALE!” she shrieks. “WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE YOU DISGUSTING WRECH!” SLAP now there is a hand print on my other cheek.

“HOW DARE YOU HURT HIM YOU SLUT!” SLAP “YOU SHOULD HAVE JUST ACCPTED HIS REJECTION AND KEPT THE PAIN!” SLAP “IT’S WHAT YOU GET FOR TRYING TO TAKE HIM FROM ME YOU BLIGHT!” as she goes for another slap a hand grabs her wrist an holds it in place.

I have a small flashback to a time my father had me chained to a support beam in the basement and whipped me till my back was nothing but raw bloody meat. I had somehow kept from screaming or shifting, refusing to give him the satisfaction. My defiance had only made him angrier, he had finally stopped, only because he had been worn out.

I guess I was lucky he’d been letting himself go in the last few years. He still looked good, he was a werewolf, and werewolves had exceptional genes, but he’d gone soft, a small blessing, I had thought, while he was leaving, even amidst all my agony at the time. They had kept me in the basement for a week, each taking turns whipping me. But my absence was too long for any werewolf not away from the Pack on business.

As I was still just a teen-wolf, I didn’t have any pack business I would be away for. The Alpha called them, having noted it, saying I was required to show up the next Monday or a Pack doctor would have to come and verify my sickness.

They didn’t have a choice, they had to let me heal and go back to school, or risk a serious infraction for the kind of abuse I was suffering. Their image was too important to them, so I was given the warning I was always getting. “Say nothing or you’ll regret it you wretch!” she always said it in the same scathing tone.

The pain on my face no longer registering in the wake of that agonizing memory. “Thank you Galen, other than Darien, no one has stood up to her like this in a long time for me.” I tell him, my voice still husky.

“You’ve gone through enough today, you shouldn’t have to put up with more.” says Galen.

“You’re right.” I say quietly, then in almost a whisper “I’m so tired of the abuse.”

Kian is now with us, as is Darien and Serenity, they surround me. I look up at Darien. “I don’t think I’m going to make that three day mark, I’m fed up with being their punching bag and whipping girl.” anger entering my tone.

“So the rumor…about you being abused…it’s true.” Kian asked his voice filled with horror. Galen looking just as sad and horrified at that revelation.