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

Chapter 33

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Lyla

After my ‘heroic‘ act in the cafeteria, I tried to remain as invisible as I could.

Someone had recorded me in action and the video was making rounds in our social chat network. I was so ashamed of myself. I wanted to stop them from bullying me and not become like them.

So, when the final bell rang, I hurried out of the school building, ignoring pleas from some of my classmates ‘who were trying to offer me a ride.

It was a weird feeling, to be pooular.

As I made my way out of the building, my mind was still reeling from the day’s events – my confrontations. with Marissa, the new transfer student, Xander who had a weird aura around him and the unsettling presence of Mr Dupree his father. But there was no

time to dwell on those thoughts. I had a shift at ‘Coffee Nook‘ to get to.

The quaint coffee shop stood on the corner of a sleepy

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village (I liked to call it that because most of the residents around the coffee shop were mostly seniors and were our main customers). As I pushed open the door, the familiar scent of freshly ground coffee beans and pastries greeted me, bringing a sense of comfort I

hadn’t realized I missed.

“Lyla! You’re back!” the enthusiastic greeting came from Sarah, one of the baristas working in the cafe. She was done with high school and was applying for college, so the café was just her trying to save up enough money before her admission.

She was one of the many human friends I liked who genuinely liked me back. In the past, we would greet with a hug but today I felt out of sync, so I managed a

small smile.

“Hey, Sarah… yeah, I’m back.”

caught sight of my Nanny, Miriam or Mrs

was a name we had come up with and the story

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always loved the

so ours always

out with a teasing

I pulled on the dark

wasn’t a freak or a girl on the run from my complicated

will be fine as soon as I figure

replied in our

are so

tongue drawing a laugh

my help,” I chuckled and went over

to her.

minutes, showing her how to enter data on the Excel sheet and to

calculations.

her, I took my place

noticing immediately that the café was

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bustling with regulars.

– a black coffee with two sugars and a slice of lemon pound cake. He sat at the window table every

warmly. “Just took some time off, Mr H. Went to see

me a wink before going back to his

paper.

my way to Mrs Nguyen, a middle–aged

cup of chamomile tea after her yoga class. “Lyla!” her

dramatically “Where have you been?

and she said you were

softly, preparing her tea. “You know me – I never stay

belonging to Mr Thompson, one

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pm for

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