The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger by Ejiofor Dorcas

Chapter 6: The mate I wanted vs My fated mate!

Ramsey

I paced the length of the room, that was prepared for me in the ballroom, my mind replaying the events of everything that just happened like a broken record.

I’d been standing in the opulent ballroom, every bit the aloof and commanding Lycan Leader when suddenly, all these years of self-control and discipline nearly slipped through my fingers.

I couldn’t believe it – couldn’t believe I’d been moments away from kissing that deviant, that wolfless girl in front of the entire werewolf community.

My hands clenched into fists until my knuckles whitened. The memory of her flushed cheeks, the scent of her heat, and those eyes – goddess! those eyes – pleading, desperate and filled with longing I’d never seen before. I wanted her… no doubt… I wanted to run my tongue around her slightly parted lips and explore every crevice on her body until she came repeatedly in my hand.

“What were you thinking?” I growled at myself, my voice echoing off the dark oak walls. Lax my wolf grumbled.

“She’s our mate,” he said “That’s why you reacted like that. We belong to her.”

My scowl deepened. “Mate or not, I won’t accept her,” I snarled back, pacing faster as if I could outrun the truth. “If I must marry, it’ll be to someone worthy of my position – not some wolfless deviant who can’t control herself. You saw how she was with those men.”

“Oh, please, Ramsey!” Lax scoffed “Don’t change the topic. You were ready to tear that flimsy dress off her body. She’s our mate and sooner or later, you’ll come to realize that we need her.”

her, I would not regain control of myself. I had built my life rejecting the norms of werewolf traditions,

the bond, especially when it came in the form of Lyla – that was the name that man had called her.

of my business. I’d already made up my mind: I would reject her. There was

came out of the room and started towards the exit when Cassidy Thorne sauntered over, her heels clicking against the polished floor as she approached. She was everything the werewolf world adored –

from the White Lake Mountain, she had a strong Lycan and had been raised

purred “Leaving so soon? You wouldn’t mind

narrowed, irritation flaring up at her closeness. The last thing I needed right now

who had been silently watching from the shadows of the ballroom stepped forward with an amused smile. “Oh, don’t be so harsh, Ramsey. You can ride with us Cassidy, It’s no

grandfather a glare, but he just shrugged, his eyes twinkling with mischief. Cassidy of course, seized the opportunity, her smile widening as she moved closer,

Mountain Pack, staring out the window as my thoughts drifted back to Lyla. No matter how much I tried to shove her image out of my mind, she lingered – an uninvited guest in my thoughts. Cassidy was chattering with my grandfather, making me

was on the edge. I barely acknowledged Cassidy’s flirtatious goodnight as she strolled into the guest room that had been

my eyes, Lyla’s face haunted me – her scent, the way her body had fit against me even for a brief

with dissatisfaction at our separation from our mate. I clenched my teeth, trying to block it out, but I couldn’t.

I knew I couldn’t go on like this. I had to

and asked him

me with a stiff bow

facing the window “There’s a girl – woman,” I swallowed hard “I met her at the gala last night but she’s a deviant. I need you to find her and bring her to me,” I commanded, not even sure why I was

perhaps? It will help me narrow