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

Chapter 13: Echoes of the Past

Ramsey

After the drama with Lyla earlier at the gates this morning, I was seething with anger. I didn’t even know if I was angry at myself for letting her just go or if I was angry with her for not sticking to the plan I had explained to her last night.

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Was she trying to test my patience? To see how far I could go? How dare she disobey me? We were mates but I was still her Lycan Leader. I sat at the head of the round table in the situation room drumming my finger impatiently on the vinyl table.

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The room was filled with the quiet murmurings of the elders, warriors and members of the council deliberating over the sudden Feral attack last night but I couldn’t be bothered by whatever they were saying. My mind was still fixed on Lyla.

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Not just that, I wanted her so much. I couldn’t stop thinking about our garden encounter. Even though it had been short and brief. But I was also angry at her.

She had defied me again. Lax was still angry at me for denying her but did he expect me to announce to the whole world that a mutt was my mate? Not only was she stubborn and reckless, she – No, I have to stop thinking about her. There were bigger issues, real problems bigger than Lyla.

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“Alpha, are you listening?” My Beta, Lenny suddenly mindlinked me snapping me out of my thoughts, his eyes narrowing at me from across the table. “You need to focus; else they would know you weren’t even listening from the beginning.”

I nodded, straightening in my seat as I forced my attention back to the room. An emergency meeting had to be held today following the attack of Feral Wolves at the lower village last night. They had killed nearly 50 Omegas and injured about 100, hence the emergency meeting.

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“It doesn’t make sense!” Elder Vitalis muttered drumming on the table, copying my previous movement as he gestured wildly with frustration on his face. “There was no warning! Feral attacks always come with some sort of sign – an omen or even the arrival of the Moonsinger. But this one, nothing! They just appeared!”

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“My thoughts exactly,” Elder Mira, a silver-haired woman sighed leaning forward. “How is it even possible?” she continued “The last recorded Feral attack was nearly 10,000 years ago. Didn’t they say that the last Moonsinger wiped out the Dark One and his Feral armies? How could they still exist? How could we have been so wrong?”

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The room erupted with worried voices as everyone tried to speak at the same time.

“Could this be the beginning of another Great War?”

prepared for them?

“Not to mention, they didn’t just attack anywhere, Alpha. They hit close to the White Mountain Territory… right near the White Moon

them. The White Moon Throne in the White Mountain region wasn’t just any territory; it was our seat of power, the heart of our

the Ferals are coming back… after all these years,

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she arrived home? I had asked for her phone number before the meeting started. It was on a piece of paper in my chest pocket. Should I give her a call? Wouldn’t

me. He hadn’t said a word since the meeting started and had preferred instead to lodge at

know what it

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we thought we had wiped them out but it’s not surprising that they have returned. We must be sure it is the dark one leading them

the Alphas of the region. Inform them

older Elders who was the same rank as my grandfather spoke, “Some of these packs barely have the arsenal to protect themselves against rogue attacks. Like the pack where my mother is

If we send our warriors to these smaller packs, and the White Moon Throne falls, what will

about we merge those smaller packs with bigger packs until the threat is over?” I

a good suggestion, Alpha,”

to fight them?” Elder Thorne suddenly asked, his voice wavering. “We barely survived

appearance of the Feral wolves mean that a Moonsinger has

toddler or something else. We cannot know the form they take until they reveal

quietly “Over the years, we’ve protected our world with the best of our resources and abilities and unless anyone in the room knows where and who the Moonsinger is… then it’s time we stop relying on things that

elders looked at each other in despair, with fear written boldly on

Elder Mira queried. “Let’s not foolishly deceive ourselves into thinking we can defend our territories without the Moonsinger. Alpha!” She turned to me “Perhaps, it’s time we start searching for the Moonsinger. We don’t know how long until the next attack but we must be

“Right now, we must focus on gathering all our armies and preparing for the worst.

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my grandfather turned to me, “It’s time for

Now?”