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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far too young and Xander seemed like my age.

the door lingered for a moment longer, his

wasn’t right. And Xander – I turned to look at my new

being caught before I quickly turned

about him,

quite figure out what. W

discussing, with me bare

ntinued the

ontributing

Xander on the other hand remained

his hand on his desk without looking at Mrs.

Caldwell.

called his attention, though her smile seemed a little strained. Could she feel it

read it?”

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into a faint smirk. “I’ve read it,” he said, his voice low and smooth. “It’s a good book, but it’s a little too… idealistic,

he said it, as though he wasn’t just talking about

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words made me uneasy, though I couldn’t explain why.

continued, but my focus wavered. My thoughts kept drifting back to ler, to the strange man – Mr Dupree who had stared at me so intensely and to the feeling that something was about to

flitted to the dream I 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

I could feel it…

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ever dared to step foot inside. In the past, I had always eaten my lunch either in the bathroom or

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,

really Lyla?”

to

“She looks…different.”

bite of

voice dripping with mockery “Look who’s finally decided to grace us with her presence. To join the rest of us in the cafeteria.”

up from my food. I calmly took another bite, the room was

atore at 110

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her hand down on the table. “I’m talking to you. What’s the matter?”

by her usual group of friends. Her eyes raked over me, a sneer

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

and speaking to me in that manner. Did you think wearing some cheap new clothes or putting

you’re still the same freak you’ve always

giggled, the

gh–pitched laughter

of them, chimed in. “Yeah, you can change your clothes all you want, but you’ll never stop being

school weirdo.”

eating my sandwich. I could feel anger bubbling up inside me, but it was different now controlled,

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victim they expected me to be.

to them and apparently frustrated decided to escalate things. With a dramatic flourish, she picked up her used food tray and dumped its contents onto my food. Her friends. followed