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

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Lyla

A wave of apprehension washed over me. There was something in his gaze that sent a chill down my spine.

His eyes, dark and penetrating, seemed to look right through me as if he knew secrets about me that even I,

didn’t know.

He looked like he could be a businessman or

something else…I couldn’t say but what unsettled me more was how he stared at me, as if he had been *waiting for me to notice him. I felt my pulse quicken

a quick tremor passed through m

my head, I wanted to look away but I just cou.’t why was he

here? Was he a new teacher?

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Suddenly, something said sharply in my ear, startling me as I bolted up from my seat.

“LOOK AWAY!”

I finally managed to tear my eyes away from the man, only to notice I was standing and everyone in my class was staring at me strangely including Mrs Caldwell

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and Ms. Hayley.

“Is everything alright, Lyla?” Mrs Caldwell asked eyeing me strangely. “You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.”

My eyes went back to the entrance of the door, the man was still there and his eyes were still on me. I

wanted to tell the teachers what I saw but they were humans and I could be the only one seeing it, I didn’t want them to think I was stupid.

“I…” I trailed off stuttering. “There’s an empty seat next to me and I was wondering if the new student would like to sit here,” I said quickly with a strained smile.

“That’s so sweet of you, Lyla! Ms Hayley beamed with pride and turned to the man at the door “I told you Mr Dupree, our school is ‘the best pla or your son, you don’t have to worry about him fitting in.”

The man nodded but didn’t say anything.

“Xander, go ahead and take the empty seat next to Lyla and let’s go back to our teaching.”

Xander nodded and waved at the man by the door

before making his way towards me. I forced myself not to look at the mysterious man by the door. The man

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he looked far too young and Xander seemed like my

the empty desk beside me. The man by the door lingered for a moment

man wasn’t right. And Xander –

caught

off about him, too, though

out

discussing, with me

ntinued the

ontributing

other

hand on his desk without looking at

Caldwell.

she feel it too? I wondered. “We’re discussing Margaret Atwood’s

read it?”

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it’s a little too… idealistic, don’t you think? Offred was a fool. She should have known better than

strange about the way he said it, as though he wasn’t just talking about the book as if he was speaking

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made me uneasy,

was caught unawares, she just stared at Xander for a few seconds before turning back to the lesson. The class continued, but my focus wavered. My thoughts kept drifting back to ler, to the strange man – Mr

had when I was sick, and I wondered if it had to do with any of this. I reminded myself to tell Nanny and ask her for interpretation today.

I could

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time I had ever dared to step foot inside. In the past, I had always eaten my lunch either in the bathroom or outside by the field, too afraid

way to an empty table. I could feel eyes following me but I didn’t care. Finally, I settled on an empty table near the centre of the room. As I sat down, their whispers reached my ears.

really

happened to

“She looks…different.”

focusing on my food. I had just taken. bite of my sandwich when a familiar

well, well,” Marissa said, her voice dripping with mockery “Look who’s finally decided to grace us with her presence. To join the rest of us

took another

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the table. “I’m

looked up at her now. She was standing before me, flanked by her usual group of friends. Her eyes raked over

do you want, Marissa?” I sighed “Don’t you know it’s bad table etiquette to interrupt

showing up like this and speaking to me in that manner. Did you think wearing some cheap new clothes or putting oil in your hair

you’re still the same

her giggled, the filling the

gh–pitched laughter

clothes all you want, but

school weirdo.”

up inside me, but it was different now controlled, focused. I was

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helpless victim they expected me to be.

I was barely reacting to them and apparently frustrated decided to escalate things. With a dramatic flourish, she picked up her used