Chapter 1: The Wolfless Deviant of Blue Ridge Pack
Lyla
You’d think not having a wolf is the worst thing that can happen to anyone, a cruel game played by the moon goddess that marks you as different, weak and unwanted … because it is a constant reminder that you’re incomplete.
But, have you tried enduring an endless, intense monthly heat cycle – a nightmare that begins when my body betrays me every month, turning me into a walking beacon of arousal – Try putting yourself in my shoes every month when my body would scream for a mate that doesn’t exist, with a scent so thick and sweet that it makes everyone around me turn their heads in disgust – except the humans who think I look really beautiful at that time.
My monthly heat cycle wasn’t just unbearable, it was a curse that earned me a well-deserved title of a ‘Wolfless deviant’.
Do you know what is worse? My parents… the very people who should care, protect and guide me – have cut ties with me and they look at me like I was a stain on their perfect family portrait – a punishment, a defect they can’t erase. A deviant they wish they could forget.
So, if you think you’re going through the worst of luck … try living with this fire burning brightly inside you: alone, unloved, unwanted and a walking embarrassment. Then maybe, just maybe, I might listen to your complaints.
But until then… My name is Lyla Woodland – the first-born daughter of Alpha Logan Woodland and Luna Vanessa Woodland of Blue Ridge Pack and this is my reality.
Every. Single. Month.
***
I jolt awake, my body is drenched in sweat, with the sheets on my bed tangled around my legs like vines. A familiar fire coursed through my veins, pooling sweetly at the lower part of my abdomen. I felt my woman core clench and release, sending courses of oxytocin all over my body and I knew instantly what was happening…
My heat, again!
I lay there, gasping for breath as frustration and helplessness – emotions I was familiar with tease at the edge of my already frayed sanity.
“Not again,” I muttered, staring up at the ceiling. At only 19, I’ve suffered 3 years of being abandoned by my family and I should be used to it but on days like this, I miss them.
Another wave of desire surged through me, making me moan – unable to stop myself.
no,” I muttered, stumbling out of bed. “Not now,
in the mirror, barely recognizing the girl staring back at me. Wild, dishevelled hair,
during my heat –
really a werewolf, am I?” I whispered to my reflection, failing at an attempt to make a joke out of my situation. “Not
my
~~~
to run after the person and demand they touch me inappropriately. By the time
my socks. I could feel eyes on me as I hurried through the corridors. Some humans turned to stare and
I passed, wrinkled their noses in disgust. They
pheromones seeping into the air, the scent of my heat thick and sweet, impossible to mask. I finally reached my locker and tried to remember the classes I had this
slammed the door of my locker, almost missing me by a hair’s breadth. When I looked up, it was Marissa – my tormentor
she slammed it back, forcing me to stare at
put you out of
said quietly, my gaze fixed on the ground, my cheeks burning with humiliation. “I just want to get through today’s test and be on my way
think you are, Lyla?” she came closer to me, her eyes flashing with anger “Have
door and started walking away quickening my pace, but the snickering followed
the end of the hallway and had successfully opened the door when without warning, a cold splash hit me
had hung a bucket of ice on the door. I gasped as icy water and ice drenched me. Behind me, the hallway erupted into laughter as everyone brought out their phones filming. I whipped around
innocence. “I thought you might need cooling off… a lot is going
inside me, clashed violently with the chill of the water, my clothes sticking to my skin. My vision blurred with tears I refused to let fall. I wanted to scream, to lash out but all I could do was stand there, frozen in place, wishing
me again, her nose wrinkling with disgust “I thought all that ice would drown out your stupid scent… but I was wrong, Perhaps, what you need is the strong scent of
ever do to you?” my
smirk “You never should
and removed the cover. I cringed, taking a step back…I wasn’t like other wolves, I didn’t heal fast, if I allowed her to
her hands to
When I looked up, my heart pounded as my father, Alpha Logan Woodland, came
you think you are?” she snapped. She hadn’t expected anyone to intervene much less someone like him. “What’s it
Read The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger by Ejiofor Dorcas Chapter 1
Read The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger Chapter 1
The Read The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger by Ejiofor Dorcas Novel series by Ejiofor Dorcas has been updated to chapter Chapter 1 .
In Chapter 1 of the The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger by Ejiofor Dorcas series, two Lyla and Marissa are having misunderstandings that make their love fall into a deadlock... Will this Chapter 1 author Ejiofor Dorcas mention any details. Follow Chapter 1 and the latest episodes of this series at Novelxo.com.
The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger by Ejiofor Dorcas Chapter 1
The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger Chapter 1