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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The extra mile…

haven’t for the past four years. Didn’t know it was four years until

his voice oddly formal. Making me turn to look

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

felt so strange after being

go, Nathan, Lenny

stared at him in disbelief, with brows furrowed. I could have risked a laugh but I couldn’t help but think if this was a trick, some new way to

new approach, Beta Lenny. What’s next? A friendly chat

don’t know how you’ve managed to remain cheerful

You’re free to leave.”

are you playing? Did your master put you up to it?” I

an inch.

on his heel, and the soldiers with him, leaving the cell door open behind them. I kept

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

small gate leading to the corridor of my cell was equally open. I peered into the darkness of the dimly lit corridor, noticing that someone was standing

Alpha Ramsey.

slightly, but I kept my expression blank as I wobbled toward him. As usual, his presence filled the air, his cold, calculating gaze was locked

distance away from him and bowed my head in reverence.

“Lycan Leader!”

told you to stop greeting me, Nathan… I know you mock me

I am tied to serving you for the rest of my life. Not something I would have done willingly if I had a

the soldiers, waving his hands slightly.

except

against the wall to support my legs which still

extra

rubber under me.

finally said. “The soldiers will

generosity, Lycan Leader? Do you expect me to believe

mine, mockery and amusement glinting in his eyes as his eyes hovered the length of my body. Then,

asked.

years of your life, locked in a dungeon not deserving of an Alpha heir… over

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