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

76 I know who I am. I know what I want

76 I know who I am. I know what I want…

Cassidy

The room spun..

My fingers dug into the wooden table, my knuckles turning white as the blood drained from my face. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, couldn’t move.

Then the emotions hit me in rapid succession shock that froze my lungs, fear that turned my blood to ice and finally, anger that coursed through my veins, spreading to every part of my body, pooling hatred in my heart.

Four years. For four years I’d had to rebuild everything after that deviant disappeared. Four years of imagining myself as the future Luna, of trying to make Ramsey forget and now…

My mother’s words echoed in my mind: ‘If a man loves you, he will do everything possible to be with you‘

After a long pause, I drew in a shaky breath and turned to the guard, my face void of the emotions boiling inside me.

“When? Where did you see her?”

“I overhead Beta Lenny informing the Lycan Leader of her arrival this morning with the Alpha Heir of Blue Ridge pack. Apparently, she came for her father’s funeral, the guard said.

“And what did Alpha Ramsey say?” I asked, fighting the rage boiling in my heart.

“Nothing!” the guard said. “He just nodded and went back to what he was doing.”

“Thank you for telling me,” I nodded, “You may go now.”

As soon as the guard left, I rose from my chair, my tears drying on my cheeks as a smile curved my lips. I walked to the window, watching the sun sink toward the horizon of the White

Mountains it would be dark. Soon, the moon would rise.

I would make sure that Lyla’s return was her final mistake.

It was almost midnight when I returned to White Moon Pack brimming with anger. As soon as I stepped inside the pack house, I made a beeline for Ramsey’s room hoping for his sake he wasn’t with Lyla.

When I reached his bedroom, I knocked softly before pushing the door open. The room was empty, the bed still made – clearly, it hadn’t been slept on. But his scent was in the room.

I

“Where are you?” I whispered to myself, turning on my heels and starting towards his office. The pack house was quiet at this hour, most of its staff had retired for the night, so I didn’t see who to ask where Ramsey was.

collided with Seth, the pack housekeeper, who had an armload of Linens in his

know who am

think you’d come back today.

I nodded. “Where is Ramsey?

“Have

checked his office? He didn’t eat dinner in the dining room but asked us to bring it up to his office. I’m sure he’d still be

Lyla without sounding too obvious. Seth was not like the other

Ramsey’s schedule is booked full for the week. Do you know if he has any upcoming plans or… departures?” I tried to

focus on hist duties which he seems to be lagging in. But I could inquire

I shook my head quickly. “That will not be necessary. Are we expecting any guests from any of the

Seth supplied, barely reacting.

for his burial are? Is someone from the pack coming to visit us or something or is Ramsey going anywhere? Maybe Blue

time before he exhaled deeply. “Luna Cassidy, if you are asking about Miss Lyla, I don’t think you should worry about her. The Lycan Leader shuttles between the Pack hospital and his office daily. I’m not sure

do, Seth,” I shook my head. “He might be making plans. He went there the last time. I just need to know if you’ve heard anything. Any

shook his head quietly and for a moment I saw him give me a

I know this is a lot to ask but can you give me updates

there’s a direct command from him

trying not

anything else you need assistance with,

“No! T

and watched as he bowed curtly before continuing down the hallway

any sound but

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of paperwork. His jacket was draped over a nearby chair, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows as he worked. Sensing my presence, he

you been?” he asked. “I’ve

me off–guard completely. I came here to fight not this. “Oh, I… I was just…

been caught doing something wrong, though I knew

hadn’t.

at me fully now. “Good. I

shifted with

clearing a part of his desk, then gesturing for me to come closer. He rose from his seat,

nice gestures. Seeing

discuss our wedding, he began and my breath caught, my pulse thundering in my ears. “I need you to choose a

date?” I repeated,

–

he confirmed we can go ahead with it. Usually, the woman needs to provide

suitable day.”