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

by the door lingered for a moment longer, his eyes still

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

at being caught before I quickly turned away.

something off about him, too, though

quite figure out

discussing, with me bare

ntinued the

ontributing

Xander on the other

hand on his desk without looking at

Caldwell.

his attention, though her smile seemed a little strained. Could she feel it too? I wondered. “We’re discussing Margaret Atwood’s “The Handmaid’s Tale‘. I don’t suppose

read it?”

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voice low and smooth. “It’s a good book, but it’s a little too… idealistic, don’t you think?

it, as though he wasn’t just talking about the book as if he was

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words made me uneasy, though

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

I reminded myself to tell Nanny and ask her for interpretation today. As the bell

was coming, I could feel

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I had ever dared to step foot inside. In the

eyes following me but I didn’t care. Finally, I settled on an empty table near the centre of the room. As I sat

really Lyla?”

happened to

“She looks…different.”

had just taken. bite of my sandwich when

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

look up from my food. I calmly took another bite, the room was now quiet as everyone turned to

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down on the

standing before me, flanked by her usual group of friends. Her eyes raked over me, a sneer twisting her perfectly glossed

sighed “Don’t you know it’s bad table

must have a lot of nerve, Lyla, 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 is going to change

No darling, you’re still the same

with her giggled, the

gh–pitched laughter

clothes all you want, but you’ll never stop being the

school weirdo.”

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

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helpless victim they expected

was barely reacting 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 suit. giggling as they emptied their trays into my food.