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

75 Lyla Woodland is back…

Cassidy.

I sat at the dining table of White Lake Packhouse my pack, chewing on my perfectly manicured nails – a habit my mother spent years trying to break.

I was nervous.

The late afternoon sun streaming through the tall windows did nothing to warm the chill in my mom’s voice as she paced across the room, her voice rising and falling with each word. As always, my father stood at the corner of the room, arms crossed, his face impassive…

He wasn’t saying much, which I wished he would at times when my mother went on and on… but as always, he was dedicated to supporting his mate, no matter what.

“Have you no shame, Cassidy?” My mother snapped, staring at me with disapproval. “You’re not doing enough, that’s why Alpha Ramsey still hasn’t made you his Luna and do you know why?”

I just stared at her.

“Because you’re failing to do your duty as a woman. A real woman would have him eating from the palm of her hand, ready to risk everything for her. But here you are… a glorified mistress.. the so–called Luna of the White Moon Throne… engaged for four years and counting with no sign of ever getting married.”

“He will marry me!” I said quietly, wringing my fingers as there was nothing left to chew on.

“When?” my

mother asked turning round to face me. “I warned you against going to live with him. at the White Moon Packhouse but of course, you ignored me. Never, has your so–called. mate–to–be ever come to see us. Not even a courtesy visit.”

“He’s always busy, mother!” I said quietly, daring to meet her eyes. “He’s the Lycan Leader…. protector of our world. You think he’ll…”

“Oh, shut up!” my mother hissed, “This is exactly why he looks down on you, on our family. You’re nothing but a weakling. You’re not making yourself desirable enough and yet you wonder why he hasn’t made you his Luna?”

My eyes darted to my father but he wouldn’t intervene. He never did.

“That nonsense from four years ago about bad luck falling on our world because of your marriage to him? Well… Isn’t it over two years?” My mother laughed bitterly. “I told you it was a

lie”

“I’ve tried, mother!” I cried, trying to mask the frustration in my voice. “I’m trying. But Ramsey… he doesn’t love me. It’s as simple as that. Maybe he just… maybe he just doesn’t care the way he

should!”

this? Love is for fools, Cassidy Thorne. For little girls who settle for the bare minimum. Oh! You think it’s love that has

of the White

Lyla Woodland is back…

gaze.

most beautiful woman in the White Mountain Region. The most desirable of all. There isn’t a man alive who wouldn’t want you, who would turn

“I’ve worn all those slutty dresses you sent me. The perfumes, the oils. I’ve seduced him in every way I could think of. I’ve tried to be exactly who you told me to

make him do it!” she slammed her hands on the table, causing the crystal glasses to rattle. “If you have to spike his drink then do

at her words. My mom is a proper and prime woman… to see her

punctuated her words. “He’s a man and you’ve slept with him before. You will be Luna of the White Moon Throne, Cassidy Thorne,

as I tried not to cry. Crying will only

father stepped forward attempting to

completely. “You’re weak, Cassidy. You’re not like me or your father. The Thorne’s are

u into

tray on the table. “Sorry, I’m not like you!” “Do you know how much we’ve invested in you?” my mother spat, her eyes blazing at me. “We gave you everything. The best education, the finest clothes, a life

burn with shame. “Mother,” I whispered, my voice cracking as I struggled to hold back my tears.

Cassidy, it’s pathetic. If you think. Ramsey’s going to marry you after all these years, you’re delusional. He’s paraded you as his Luna, kept other suitors away

voice dropped to a whisper. “When a man wants you, he moves heaven and earth to have you. Men will kill just to be with

to find her. The devotion in his eyes whenever he gazes at her picture in the magazine

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Woodland is

that gala night.

them into fists steadying myself, desperate to stop the heaviness that

want me to

glittering dangerously. “Trap him. If he won’t marry you, a pregnancy would solve everything“. She straightened smoothing her designer dress. “I’ll find something you can use to knock him, out, make it seem like a wild night

“If I’m caught…”

the next full moon. If you’re

heel and stormed out of the room, her

hall.

so defeated, so

shoulder.

up, trying to compose myself.

I whispered. “I’ve tried everything. But Ramsey… he doesn’t