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…

just like I haven’t for the past four years. Didn’t know it was

question you,” Lenny said, his voice oddly formal. Making

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 my

strange after being so

Nathan, Lenny said,

with brows furrowed. I could have risked a laugh but I couldn’t help but think if this was a trick, some

What’s next? A

cheerful for four years, Nathan,”

isn’t a joke. You’re free to

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

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

and ready

dimly lit corridor, noticing that

Alpha Ramsey.

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

distance away from him and bowed

“Lycan Leader!”

stop greeting me, Nathan… I know you

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

scoffed and turned to the

us, except you, Lenny.”

were alone, I leaned against the wall

The extra mile…

rubber under me.

Ramsey finally said. “The soldiers

what do I owe this unexpected generosity, Lycan Leader? Do you expect me to believe that after four years, you’re

in his eyes as his eyes hovered the

asked.

spend four years of your life, locked in a dungeon

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