Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzyizzyn Chapter 7

Matt is trying to shush Sarah, to get her to stop, but she never stops, she’s an

evil bi tch 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.

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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 f u ck someone else for a while, on when she found

out Matt was also f uck ing 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.

I felt like I had been struck by lightning inside my chest. The pain was electrical

and fiery, it spread from my chest into the rest of my body, I could feel Xena’s

howl of pain inside my head, as she too feels this. But it’s not done, I have to do

my part, because there was no way I was going to stay tied to someone who

would reject what the Goddess gave them.

“I Alora Luna Heartsong Reject you Matthew Frost Stonemaker.” officially

severing the bond, the pain doubles inside me as it shreds, then travels back to

Matt with triple the force, he drops to the ground from it letting out a short pain

filled howl.

Good! I think, It’s what the ba stard deserves for hurting Xena and me. I hope

karma comes back to make him regret his decision, but I would not EVER

accept him into our lives. I turn to walk away, fury starting to burn in my chest, it

was he lping me to relieve the pain.

Darien and Serenity are standing next to each other, both had sad looks on their

faces, the glow of first love mu ffled in the wave of someone else’s heartbreak,

my friend looks at Matt with anger on his face, Serenity’s changes to one of

determination, of what I don’t know yet. I look to see Kian and Galen looking

sad for me as well, then there is fury as my sister steps up to me.

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 SL UT!” 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 look up at Galen who’s holding her wrist, Kian was standing over Matthew, but

he was still on the ground in pain and weak from it. Serenity was standing in

front of Sarah’s posse growling fiercely with Darian hovering behind her

alternating between looks of fury at them and worry and pride at his mate.

Galen throws Sarah away from us, she landed hard, with a yelp, on her a ss in

an undignified heap. “You’re a right b itch you are, calling her the sl ut, the real

sl ut is you. He deserves the pain he’s getting and then some, you say how dare

she? No. How dare he? The goddess blessed him, and he rejected that

blessing. You don’t reject the goddesses gift without suffering.” he says in a

growl.

I’m shocked, the only other person who’s ever gone toe to toe with her for me

before was Darien. They had said they wanted to be my friends, and standing

up for me. That, that makes them my friends.

Despite the pain and the slaps I was still standing, and the redness and swelling

from her hitting me would be gone in thirty minutes tops. After all the abuse

they’ve dealt me, my body has compensated by having a highly accelerated

healing rate.

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 bl oody 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.