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

64 The turn…

Ramsey

Two years later. 1

The Pack Hospital’s light shone brightly on me where I sat motionless in the reception area, my legs spread out in front of me, staring blankly at the floor.

My clothes were stained with blood, and dark red streaks that had long since dried but still smelled fresh in the air around me. My fingers wrapped tightly around a necklace which I clutched like a lifeline its pendant warming against my palm, a stark difference to the cold that had settled in my chest.

Around me, Pack Doctors and Nurses including Healers rushed in and out of the operating rooms, their faces tensed with fear… I couldn’t blame them, they had two lives to save.

Two operations were happening at the same time. Two lives hanging by a thread. Alpha Logan, Alpha of the Blue Ridge Pack was in one of the rooms fighting for his life. And in the other room, my grandfather, Elder Eldric, was the only family I had left. When I held him in my arms after the attack, I thought he was dead. 1

He’d been motionless, with blood gushing out from one side of his throat. I grew up with my grandfather, we didn’t agree on a lot of things but I love him. He was the man who shaped me into whom I am today. He had swallowed his pain and fought hard after losing his mate, so I wouldn’t be alone anymore.

He was the same man who pushed me out of the way, hours ago, and had taken the Feral’s bite it should be me on that operating table and not him.

We were on our way back from the Annual Moon Goddess Worshipping Ceremony at Golden Moon Pack and were just outside the borders of the White Moon Mountain region when a dozen Feral Wolves suddenly sprung out from the forest and attacked.

They had easily overpowered the hundred warriors that had gone with us, and injured three Alphas renowned for their fighting skills, including Alpha Logan who was a top–skilled Alpha

Warrior.

I had watched as the warriors dropped dead, how six elders, have been killed with such swiftness that I didn’t see. I had almost died, too, if my grandfather had not pushed me out of the way and taken the bite for me.

Alpha Logan had jumped in to save him from the Ferals and had equally been defeated. The Ferals, after that, didn’t attack me… they all regrouped, and stared at me for a few minutes before they headed back to the bushes from where they had emerged.

I glanced up briefly, my gaze drifting to Alpha Logan’s wife, Luna Vanessa and her daughter, Clarissa. They sat huddled at one corner of the reception, their eyes red and swollen, tears streaming silently down their faces.

The loss of a mate was not the worst thing that can happen to anyone – it is being helpless.

do hour to help and if your mate would ever

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alive.

shattering completely. My heart clenched at the sight – I had failed them. I

hovered nearby, his face full of concern. “You need to go home and get cleaned up. You can’t stay here like this, if the people see you in this state, they’ll worry. It’s already enough that the entire country is in fear… this will

tell you as soon as they finish

in my shoes,” I said quietly. “I have failed. everyone… a hundred warriors killed, six elders dead and three Alphas wounded. Alpha Logan is barely alive and if anything should happen to him… they will never forgive me.

return a day after, Lenny. Do you think maybe that would have made the difference? From all the other packs who travelled two days after the ceremony, they all

bereaved – the families of the warriors who died. It

I’m hurting… let’s just hurt today… or at least until I know that my grandfather and Alpha Logan are fine, then maybe,

I ignored him. I hadn’t moved in hours and had no intention of leaving now. My muscles were stiff from sitting for so long but

time, my heart pounding violently in my chest as the doctor walked out, his face was pale, his eyes were downcast and I knew from his expression

look too many times before.

rd se

Luna Vanessa’s cries filled the room as she collapsed to the ground in sobs, her daughter clinging to her. I felt the grief wash

doctor looked at me, pausing as if waiting for some response but I just nodded slowly. There were no words I could offer that

cue, another pack doctor emerged from the second operating room. There was a tired

on his face.

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is stable,” he informed me. “The surgery was successful though recovery will take time but he’s fine

a word, I turned and

air.

me, I changed into my wolf and broke

heart. The

earth.

burned. It was

ran until the moon rose high in the sky and my muscles screamed and my morning when I finally started back to the pack house still clutching the necklace. Waiting