Seven weeks pregnant

When doc released Jocelyn from the hospital, she was put on bed rest by Georgette. "You can do your schoolwork here in bed. If you need anything, link to Omega Zane." She then giggles. "I am still amazed I did not pick up the fourth pup. I now have to get to school." She then flies out of the room.

I hear her call out, "Omega Zane, she is now your responsibility until I return from school."

I hear him growl, "I am not Omega Zane. I am Beta Zane." I giggle at that exchange. Then I get to work.

I open up my laptop and research Coleman and Supernatural's council. I got several hits. I copy their emails listing them as new contacts. I then open up a new email. I address it to them and Professor Coleman. I still have that letter and am adding it here.

Professor Ulysses Coleman
Semi-Retired Councilman Zephyr Coleman
Councilman Elijah Coleman
Councilwoman Fiona Coleman
Aide: Patricia Coleman
Aide: Patrick Coleman

Professor  Coleman had family on the supernatural council. I googled and was able to track down five members that were related to him. I do hope this letter falls into the right hands. My name is Jocelyn Sommers, Werewolf. I am a sophomore at the Supernatural University, where Professor Ulysses Coleman teaches.

I was a student of Professor Coleman's last semester. I was supposed to be in his class again this semester but withdrew because of the actions I am about to take. I knew this could cause a possible conflict of interest. I wrote Professor Coleman a couple of weeks back, and he did not personally reply, but I figured when my fairy classmates showed up, that was his reply of passing on what I shared.

If you research my name in your database, I am sure it will come up because I filed a formal inquiry with the  Lycan Enforcers yesterday. I refused to hand it over to the werewolf enforcers. I am going to be telling my story, and it will include drama, rape, deception, rejection, and possibly a future murder. (Mainly my own if others discover I am doing this against my kind. I know what I will do will be treasonous against my kind, but I must do what is best to protect my pups.)

I am sure your first thought will be this is a crazy she-wolf. Still, once you read the story, you will see I am not crazy but am a furious she-wolf getting ready to take down barbaric ancient rulings that could bring a few packs down on me, which is why I am not contacting my species because I don't want it swept under the bridge and forgotten. I am a shunned wolf who is determined to fight back. This will hopefully stop any future incidents like this from happening again. This is why I am looking for supernatural council backing.

Three months ago, I was given an assignment in Professor Coleman's communication class. We were to write a paper using at least three resources on someone answering the question, WHO IS THE MOST MISUNDERSTOOD, AND WHY. I wrote and turned in my paper. I decided to write this essay about myself.

This essay was chosen as one of the top four in the class. Then was used in a Senior Class Debate Team Challenge. This paper was about the roles of she-wolves. I wrote about my dreams of being a warrior trainer for all school-age pups and not just males. Plus, teaching female wolves how to protect themselves.

This led to disharmony among some werewolves there. I was attacked and raped by four high-ranking wolves because of it. If it had been four gamma wolves and possibly even delta rank wolves, I could have taken my attackers down, but when you add multiple Beta and Alpha strengths, I did not have a chance on the day I was attacked.

This debate, as I stated above not popular with the males of my species. My alpha himself called me to come home to discuss it. I was heading home after my last class on Friday when I was attacked by what I thought were rogue wolves at first and knocked out.

(This next part is crudely written. If you are sensitive to rape, you might want just to skip my description. I am telling you like I remember it. I am not going to sugarcoat the details.)

I woke up and found myself in a room chained to a bed. I was blindfolded, and the wolves in the room were wearing scent begone spray, plus spraying the room with various smells. I saw black spots, and my world went black.

When I woke up later, I remember someone rejoicing I was awake. They talked to me, and their voices sounded robotic. Since I was blindfolded, I could not see, but I figured they were using a voice distortion device. They made fun of my idea. Then I was finger fucked and licked at first. (I am sorry if it sounds crude. What was done to me was crude.)

Until I got counseling, I was ashamed that his actions made me cum and orgasm. They laughed at the point my body responded to him. He then rammed himself into me and took the gift meant for my mate, my virginity. I did feel his cum into me. When he was done, he let others claim him. I am not sure how many times I was taken or how many times I did have orgasms. I know I felt ashamed about my body betrayal at the time.

I can tell you that at least one person took me in wolf form while I was still human. I felt his fur on me and his knot inside me. I was taken that way at least three times that I remember. They unchained me at one point, and I was commanded to shift into my wolf. I tried to fight again, but the strong wolf forced me down. I shifted. I had my wolf virginity taken too. I am 90% positive this wolf was an alpha wolf. Or maybe by then, I was too weak to fight the command to shift.

You might wonder what I saw that I remember. I was blindfolded and saw nothing but felt and smelt everything. There were several times I woke up and had someone inside me. Which makes me unsure how often I was taken. I know I was missing for a couple of weeks.

Yes, at one point, I did go into heat. I will admit at that point, I was unchained and did go wild with lust. One of the injections they gave me might have been a heat-induced medication instead of something to keep my wolf weak.

I know one day I woke up. I could smell juniper and Granny Smith apples. Plus, individual smells came up. I figured they forgot to cover up their scent with begone spray. They weren't aware their spray was fading, but that could have been because of being in heat. They left soon after I noticed the scent. I pretended to be asleep so they would not realize I had caught their pack's scent.

The next time they came, they started washing me. My heat had stopped by this point. They even used a douche on me a few times. I then started smelling bleach. Then they left, I fell asleep, and I woke up to my pack rescuing me. I spent a week in the pack hospital.

You would have thought my nightmare ended when I discovered I was pregnant. But it did not. My pack wanted to enact an old barbaric law. The law states that if a she-wolf gets pregnant by someone, not her mate, she must have an abortion.

Even though I hated how I got pregnant, I still bonded with the pups and refused to have an abortion. I was put in isolation for a week in the pack house. At the end of the week, I still said no to the abortion. I was sent to a cabin away from the pack and was told I would be shunned unless I had the abortion. Since I am now seven weeks pregnant, I still refuse.

Alpha Solomon contacted two allies, Alpha Goliath and Alpha Bruno, whose territories were next to their border, asking if they would help keep me safe. By then, an ultrasound had revealed I was having triplets. The doctor stated one pup was an alpha, one was a beta, and the third was a delta pup based on size. The scent I smelled and the ultrasound showed that the fathers of the pups were pack pups. He said if rogues' pups, they would have shown being gamma size pups.

Alpha Solomon had decided to take guardianship of my pups and use them to take over the pack or packs responsible for what happened to me. He wants to use my pups to expand our land legally. This means I would not be able to contribute to their upbringing. He would have all legal rights over them.

I then had fairies intervene and move me to Alpha Goliath territory since he had already written papers stating he would hold his portion of the earnings into a trust for the pups. He would not be part of the guardianship and would sign his piece to me. He also is the one who got me into counseling.

Then a few days ago, something happened. What should have been the most incredible day of my life turned into a horror. I was told by the pack doctor he was surprised I did not lose the pups. I found my mate, who rejected me because I was not a virgin. He figured I must have been a slut since he heard my rapists admit I had orgasms when being raped. That meant, in his eyes, I must have enjoyed myself.

The doctor at Alpha Goliath's pack did another ultrasound and discovered that baby 'A' is an alpha pup; babies 'B' and 'C' are identical twins and beta pups; finally, baby 'D' is a Delta pup. (I am attaching the ultrasound to this email.) The doctor said he felt the only reason I did not lose the pups since my wolf has gone into protective mode. Yes, he discovered my triplets were quadruplets.

As the victim, I decided to let Lycan do the investigation. I have informed Alpha Solomon that the males who impregnated me were sperm donors, and they will never be considered the fathers of my pups.

I have turned over to Lycan all evidence for prosecution. I have been told as a victim; I do not need to worry about the case against them. That the alphas will take care of everything, well, I am now a pissed-off mama she-wolf, and I will no longer have any male take care of what happened. I am not letting the alphas take care of it. I am taking care of it by bringing the matter to the supernatural council.

I am appealing to the supernatural council to say no to Alpha Solomon, Alpha Goliath, and Alpha Bruno's requests. I want to confront and see the ones responsible placed in the Lycan prison for life. I want to keep the charge of my pups and have their pack or packs held in a trust. I want all the werewolves' barbaric ancient laws struck down. I never want to have another she-wolf to go through what I did. I ask you to step up and represent me to the council in my fight for justice.

Jocelyn Sommers