Werewolf’s Heartsong

Chapter 9

Arora‘s POV

I decided to ignore my mothers last message, and focused on this exam. The moderate class was up

next, it was almost as big as the reserve class, but the fights went quickly, these wolves were built for

scouting more than fighting, but were good enough to be kept out of the reserves.

Then came the Elite class. When it came to the final bracket, Serenity had already placed third having

kicked Matthews ass, that was a sweet match to watch. Galen and Kian were so evenly match that

they finally called a tie after thirty minutes of them fighting.

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As they were cleaning up the arena floor for our class Darien leans over. “You know, it‘s actually good

that you didn‘t take Matt as your mate.”

I‘m confused so naturally I ask, “Why?”

He looks over at Matt in the medical tent, Serenity had caved in his face during their fight “Because

he‘s weak as fuck”

I laugh, it‘s the first time since being rejected that I felt that I was indeed fortunate. “I hope your mate

doesn‘t hate me for what I‘m about to

glaring with angry disbelief in my direction. GARRETT SHADOWTAIL, MASON NORTHMOUNTAIN,

JAMISON BLACKFIRE, JAXON MOUNTAINMOVER, LEXUS STONEMAKER, DARIEN MOONSTAR,

AND ALORA HEARTSONG

With each of our names read, a full body picture was shown of us in our human form, and next to it,

was one of our wolves. Darien‘s showed him posed leaning onto a wall with his left elbow, hand and

fingers combing the longer top part of his hair back, showing the shaved sides, his face tilted up, his

almond shaped, amber colored, cinnamon rimmed eyes, sparkling with mischief. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

A devilish grin showing white teeth, his other hand on his hip. His wolf was large, a black wolf with gray

frosting the tips of his fur, he was posed sitting and had a large toothy grin on his muzzle.

My picture showed me in my favorite fighters pose, my arms up, head down, my violet eyes glittering, a

smirk on my mouth. I was wearing a purple sports bra and short black sport shorts, showing off my

tan skin and fit muscular body, with all my dips and curyes, I had to admit I looked really good in that

picture.

My wolf was in an attack pose, a snarl showing all her long sharp teeth, her white fur glowing, black

edging the tips of her ears, the black crescent moon and star marking on her hip, the tip of her tail

dipped in black. My wolf looked beautiful and fierce. This was the picture Darien had tricked me into

taking, saying “What could it hurt?”

For the first time I felt pride in being on display, making me glad Darien had me take it. I looked strong,

and despite what my parents and sister say, I know I‘m beautiful, and my wolf was absolutely

gorgeous. I could feel Xena preening on the inside, felt her own pride at how her image showcased her

as fierce on screen.

Next to me Darien said. “Maaaaan does she look pissed, bet your parents are too, yep...yep they are

too.” I looked to where Sarah is sitting and her and the rest of her posse have jealous fury on their

faces. I then look up to where my parents are and they‘re glaring at my picture, if looks alone could set

shit on fire, that billboard would be toast.

The screen switched to display all of us from first rank, from me, to the lowest rank. I hoped my parents

were watching their status among the Northmountain‘s diminish and lower with each moment they

realize they could have used me to be number one. But now that I changed

my name it was Sarah‘s lack of success that is going to bring them down.

“Pissed is going to be an understatement. These fights also determine the future placement in the

Northmountain‘s clan‘s structure. Because I changed my name, Mason‘s family will now be top ranked

among the Northmountain‘s, my parents have just been knocked down to the bottom.” he looks at me

with shocked eyes. “Oh shit.” he says, the smile he gets as he figures it out is wide. “Now you are

getting why I changed my name before the exams.” I say.

The first match is Garrett and Mason, Mason came out on top, the next match is Jamison and Jaxon,

Jaxon coming out on top. Then it was Lexus and Darien, Darien came out on top. Because I was a top

student I wasn‘t in the first rounds.

Mason and Jaxon fought next. Jaxon came out on top of that fight, meaning he was my first opponent.

Then me and Darien would fight. I stand up, stretch, pop my neck, and start making my way down to

the floor, to the Arena I would be battling in.

I get my head into the battle. Start to think of facts. Making a plan. Jaxon like Darian and the Twins was

six foot five, he also had large solid muscles. He wasn‘t just strong he was fast too.

But then, I was too. I was the fastest.

I could use my speed to add three to five times the power behind my hits depending on what move I

used. I like to hit nerve points that deadened the reflexes, crippling an opponent for a moment, enough

to land more blows for a win and not a kill.

I had different skills that I‘d use for a kill. Jaxon‘s picture was up next to mine, his human form stood

legs spread arms crossed, he was tan with fiery red hair. His wolf, a big red muscular brute, sat with a

calm and steady look.

The wolf was only two or three inches bigger than my Xena, she was the biggest she–wolf in the pack.

The size of an Alpha, one more thing that marks me as a Heartsong. My blood starts to heat, I feel the

adrenaline start to fill my veins. I wasn‘t going to be holding back today. Xena‘s excitement at the

impending battle was big. She was just as charged. We were finally going to be able to showcase our

skills.

I‘ve been training with the Alpha‘s Elite soldiers for years now. Then they brought in the senior class to

the dojo arena I had been doing my training in for the last three years already. I had been carful to not

showcase the extent of my training, but I was too competitive in a fight to not come out on top. I was

basically used to

help train my fellow seniors.

Luckily my parents haven‘t opened up a single piece of mail or read any notice from the school that had

my name on it in the last four years. So they have completely missed all my college accomplishments,

my name change, and my training advancement and ranking.

That and per the Alpha, as of last year, all my school mail went to him. Because he was Alpha he

actual had the authority to sign off on anything school related. I was in a Pack High School and a Pack

University. Making things a lot easier for me, than they would have been if I had been in human run

schools.

I make it into the arena and look up at were my parents were sitting. Their fury was a living breathing

thing, but I wasn‘t afraid anymore. I was an Adult, and the Alpha was able to keep them from harming

my education. If they kicked me out early I‘m pretty sure the Alpha will let me move into the pack house

early.

So I smirk at them then I turn away to face my opponent, everything else falling away but what was

here on this platform. I take my skirt and cardigan off. Standing in just my tank and capris, I move into a

fighting position and wait for the signal to start.

This was going to be fun. I thought, a grin on my face.

Unknown POV

Sitting in a luxury office chair behind an antique desk in a private study at an Alpha university was an

Alpha wolf nearly complete with training, and looking forward to going back home to his Pack. In his

hand is the most recent picture of a violet eyed beauty.

He still remembers the blood and mud covered, half drowned little pup he had found on the side of the

river near the Pack House. He had helped his mother nurse the pup back to health before they

returned her to her parents. D

The hand not holding the picture tightened into an angry fist, he hated those people, no matter how

hard they tried to intervene, she was still abused. He told his father he wanted her protected. It was

part of his deal for going away to this prestigious Alpha training school.

Only the best go here, and only the strongest, Alpha and Beta‘s graduate. His little brother had been

her best friend for a very long time. He almost felt jealous of their deep connection, wishing he had a

deep connection of his own with her.

to this prestigious Alpha training school.

Only the best go here, and only the strongest, Alpha and Beta‘s graduate. His little brother had been

her best friend for a very long time. He almost felt jealous of their deep connection, wishing he had a

deep connection of his own with her.

His brother would text him with updates, one such update several years back had him calling his father,

demanding he find a way to free her from her parents. His brother had told him she hadn‘t been to

school in a week, he knew something was wrong.