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

87 You killed, Dad…

Lyla

I stretched lazily like a cat, yawning as I pulled myself into a sitting position.

This was probably one of the best sleeps I’ve had in years. Last night after the meeting, I wanted to go home – back to the Packhouse, but Nathan had insisted I sleep over at theirs. He was worried that my mother might get provoked if she saw me there in the morning.

Beta Jeremy barely said a word to us when I followed them into the Beta house. After we had freshened up and I and Nathan were getting ready for bed, he came into the room and asked Nathan to come and share his bed with him.

Despite all of Nathan’s pleas that he was going to take the couch in his room, his father had refused.

Pulling back the covers, I slipped out of bed and padded to the window, pulling the curtain aside to take in the view. The sun had just begun to rise, illuminating the green stretches of land that was Blue Ridge Pack.

The morning dew sparkled on the grass like scattered diamonds while a whisp of mist rolled out from the mountains in the distance. The sight was so beautiful that I just stood there staring at

it… not thinking…just staring.

I was

so lost in it that I didn’t hear Nathan approach until I heard his voice.

“Enjoying the view?”

I jumped slightly, turning to see him leaning against the doorframe, a soft smile on his face. “What are you looking at?” he asked again, stepping inside, as his gaze shifted from me to the beautiful landscape beyond the window.

A smile tugged at my lips as I pointed toward the scenery. “I didn’t know it was this beautiful,” I admitted softly. “I mean, I’ve lived here for most of my life but somehow…” I trailed off, unable to

describe how different everything looked now, as if my four years away had given me new eyes to see the beauty, I’d taken for granted before.

Nathan nodded and came to stand beside me, close enough that our hands brushed against each other. I remembered what his father had told me last night and I wondered if it was true. If Nathan felt something more than friendship for me.

“You should see it in spring” he sighed softly, with a wistful smile on his face. “It’s much more beautiful. And I think it has its own quiet strength. The kind you don’t always notice but can always feel. I guess it’s easy to overlook… until you need it.

Turning me away from the scenery, I faced him. “So, what’s your schedule like today? Your first day as an Alpha.”

days this week but my father said the workload will not be tiring. I’ll be at the Alpha Office in the Pack’s Central Building later on. There’s a

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Then, I have some meetings with the Pack staff to go over roles and responsibilities. Then check on systems, protocols to review and

the Pack Elders.”

lot,” I chuckled, tapping on his shoulders comfortingly. “But I’m sure you’ll manage somehow. You were born for this

me soulfully. “I didn’t think you would choose me yesterday.

from him, hoping to hide the pain

desires but she’s never been involved in the pack like you have. I’ll be doing my father a great disservice if I let her come in

just bent his head, pressing tiny kisses on

the way,” I asked tentatively, biting my lower lip. “Are you going to ask my mom and sister to move out of the Alpha building now that you’re

I’m happy to say here in the Beta Building and I know that place has too many memories, especially

“Nathan…”

most of my best memories here. I understand how it feels, Lyla besides it’s just a building. Staying in the Alpha building and out of the building doesn’t make me less of an Alpha. So… I’m good, really”

(meant mostly for Alphas) had been home to me too, though it hadn’t felt like it in recent years.

saying when a knock sounded at the door. Pulling

I

and paused, his eyes moving

back to me.

cheeks, even though we hadn’t been doing anything

“You told me you were going for a run. Why are you

her and know if she slept well.

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You killed,

not,” Beta Jeremy replied. “You better hurry up with that run… your day begins at 8 and Lyla…” he turned to me. “Your sister

tensed, glancing at

I expected to start save me an encouraging nod. A visit from Clarissa

expected to start my day with. She had never been the warmest toward me and with all that had transpired, there was a strong chance our conversation wouldn’t

I’ll go and see

leaving the door open. As soon as he was gone,

me to come with