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

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I slammed the door shut behind me and stormed down the dimly lit hallways of the healer’s quarters. But no matter how hard I tried to shake it off, I could still feel it – ‘the pain. A raw, searing agony pierced through my heart as if something had been torn away from me.

Every step away from her felt like wading through quicksand. The urge to turn back, to burst through that door and beg her forgiveness was almost overwhelming. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms until I felt the sting of my skin breaking.

Damn, the Moon Goddess for creating this weakness. Rejecting a mate was not a decision to be taken lightly and now I understood why. I staggered through the corridor, my breath coming in short, painful gasps. Every time I inhaled, it felt like shards of glass were in my lungs.

“Why did you do it?” Lax howled. “Go back to her! She’s ours!”

I ignored him, forcing myself to keep walking. This was the right thing to do – I repeated the words in my head like an anthem. The memory of her eyes as I had rejected her haunted me. She had stared at me in disbelief, pain flashing through her eyes.

She would never know what it means to have responsibilities bigger than your desires. For me to wield the power of the White Moon Throne, I must have a strong mate by my side.

When I arrived at the reception, I spotted the healer who was in charge of treating her and beckoned on him.

“Alpha,” he began “Is everything alright with the Miss?”

I straightened, forcing my features into a mask of indifference. “I need you to ensure that she receives the best possible care and recovers properly.”

“Of course, Alpha!” he nodded “I’ll do just that. But forgive my curiosity, who exactly is the young miss? I’ve never seen her in our pack and she doesn’t bear our mark. Is she a new pack member?”

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Fixing him a glare, I coldly stated, “That’s none of your business,” I snapped, my tone harsher than I had intended. The healer flinched and instantly, I regretted my words. But I couldn’t afford to explain – couldn’t afford to reveal the truth.

“No!” I said tersely, making another attempt to apologize to the healer without saying sorry. He has always helped to treat me secretly whenever I sustained injuries, I didn’t want my grandfather to know about. “She’s not from our pack and her identity is nothing to worry about. Just treat her secretly until she’s better.”

“Yes Alpha,” he nodded. “Shall I provide you with regular updates on her condition?”

“That won’t be necessary,” I replied.

Before the healer could ask more questions, I pulled out a chequebook and quickly wrote out a sum that would more than cover Lyla’s care. I thrust the check at the healer.

See that

you wish Alpha!” he nodded, giving me a curt bow

of what he wanted to say. As soon as I

how fast I ran. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her – Lyla, lying on the hospital bed,

I slowed down and skidded to a halt, changing into my human form, my breath coming in

my mind,

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never rejected her! She was our mate, our

the soft grace, my

listening to me?”

dragged us down, Lax!” I sighed, “She is weak.”

I can feel it. And you know she isn’t weak. You’re just afraid! Afraid of

from the first time you revealed yourself to me that I don’t have

do you think you’d be better than Lyla? You’re just a coward,” Lax hissed. “Running from what he knows

my joining with Lyla. I don’t want to waste my time and

didn’t accept Cassidy seven years ago. What makes

he retorted.

note of finality. “Don’t worry, she’s not as terrible as you think.

“I’d rather…”

was from my

to evade the Thorne’s. Well, they’ve left, you should return

tonight’s patrol

my

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behind me, when something caught my attention. From the corner of my eyes, I spotted a white form in the

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just shadows dancing among the trees. But then, a form emerged from the darkness, standing directly under the streak of moonlight penetrating through the tall trees. There, partially hidden by the undergrowth, stood a creature of nightmare. It was massive, easily the size of a Werebear. Although fully exposed, its face remained void and a mystery to anyone who meets it. No matter how hard one tries to focus, their features blur and slip away from memory. Only those with special powers such as the Moonsinger, can

with silent authority and once they were around, you would sense an overwhelming pressure that you