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

Chapter 65

65 The extra mile…

Nathan

I lay on my threadbare cot, counting the cracks in the ceiling for what felt like the millionth time.

I had no idea how long I’d been here, I stopped keeping count after two years. The dungeon air hung thick with the stench of mould and decay…this place usually was meant to hold offenders like rogue wolves but Ramsey after seeing I wouldn’t talk in the holding cells, had commanded they bring me here.

The pungent smell of sweat and blood is enough to make anyone give in but I held my ground. The thought of Lyla, staying safe from her vile mate kept me going. I’d die a thousand times before I give him the tiniest information about her.

I shifted in my bed, groaning softly as my muscles ached from the cold. My skin where the iron cuffs held, was beginning to burn again but I had long since stopped noticing the discomfort. After years in these grim conditions – not being able to tell day and night apart, I had gotten used to the endless hours of silence and waiting.

Through the crack in the wall, light filtered through, casting strange shadows across the damp walls, where moss grew in patches like nature’s halfhearted attempt to decorate my prison.

‘Ragnar, I called out to my wolf. “Do you think they’ll come today? It’s been almost two weeks with no sign of them.”

“Maybe they’re not back from the ceremony. We overheard a guard saying something about it some days ago, right?”

“Yeah, maybe!” I was used to either Lenny or Ramsey coming to ask me about Lyla three times a

week.

“We should ask for some blankets and candles the next time Beta Lenny comes. It’s getting colder these days. We deserve that much after staying here for four years,” Ragnar said again.

Four years. Four years of the same routine, the same questions, the same silence from my end. The chains around my wrists and ankles had become almost like old friends- uncomfortable, unwanted but familiar. The cell, barely eight feet by ten, was my world, each corner holding memories of nights spent plotting, planning and sometimes just surviving.

–

The sound of footsteps echoing down the corridor barely registered I’d learned to tune out the regular patrols. But this time, it was different. The heavy iron gate at the corridor creaked

open

and the sound of boots echoed down the narrow corridor.

I didn’t even bother to lift my head. I could hear them coming. It was always the same the footsteps, Lenny or Ramsey appearing and then the door would slam shut again, leaving me to rot in peace.

But this time, the footsteps didn’t stop at the door. They entered my cell. I sighed deeply, not bothering to sit up as Lenny with a few of the other pack soldiers entered.

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extra mile…

your time. I won’t say anything today, just like I haven’t for the past four years. Didn’t know it

Lenny said, his voice oddly formal. Making me turn to look at him.

the soldiers with him and then back at me. Without a word, the soldiers came forward, kneeling beside me and started unlocking my handcuffs and leg chains. The metal clanked to the floor with a thud. I blinked in surprise, sitting up slowly, rubbing my wrists, and feeling the hot air against

so strange after being so long in chains.

go, Nathan,

laugh but I couldn’t help but think if this was a trick, some new

Beta Lenny. What’s next? A friendly chat

know how you’ve managed to remain cheerful

a joke. You’re free

you playing? Did your master put you up to it?” I asked, refusing to move

an inch.

didn’t answer. Instead, he turned on his heel, and the soldiers with him, leaving the cell door open behind them. I kept rubbing where the chains had left permanent marks, waiting

the doorway cautiously, my muscles tense and ready for an attack that didn’t come as I staggered

darkness of the dimly lit corridor, noticing that

Alpha Ramsey.

I wobbled toward him. As usual, his presence filled the air, his cold, calculating gaze was locked on me. Lenny and

from him and

“Lycan Leader!”

you to stop greeting me, Nathan… I know

Alpha Ramsey, I am tied to serving you for the rest of my life. Not something I would have done willingly

turned to the soldiers,

us, except you, Lenny.”

as we were alone, I leaned against the wall

extra

rubber under me.

Ramsey finally said. “The

owe this unexpected generosity, Lycan Leader? Do you expect me to believe that after four years, you’re just letting me walk out of here? No

instead, his gaze bored into mine, mockery and amusement glinting in his eyes as his eyes hovered the length of my body. Then, in a measured tone, he

asked.

a dungeon

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