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

89 Emptiness that leaves you drained…

Lyla

“You killed him,” Clarissa echoed again, her eyes shooting daggers at me.

I stared at her, totally stunned while my heart hammered against my ribcage trying to process. her words. The accusation hit me – stinging deeper than anything I’d ever expected to hear from

her.

“What?” I whispered, hoping my voice was steady enough. “How could you… Why would you even say that?”

“Why would I even say that?” she repeated with a sneer, closing the distance between us until we were nearly nose to nose. Her eyes, which were the colour of my father’s shone with anger.

“Your father has just died, Lyla,” she should be with your family, mourning with us but

spat. “You here you are running away as usual. You only care about yourself and when things don’t work. out, you play the victim.”

I stared at Clarissa, with my eyes wide open. For as long as I can remember, my family has seen me as an outsider – a stain on the family’s name. My presence was tolerated, barely, yet now, after all these years, they dared to accuse me of running away?

They dared to accuse me of not sympathizing enough with them when I never felt like at daughter.

The accusation ignited resentment that I’d kept hidden for years and I exploded.

“Running away?” I repeated, taking a step towards Clarisa, my tone rising. “Yes, I am running away because that’s the only thing I was forced to learn, the only thing I know how to do better. What else was I supposed to do? When you all acted like I didn’t exist.” My fists clenched as I struggled to contain my anger.

“For four years, Rissa… no one bothered if I was alive or dead. Now you expect me to feel sympathy over the loss of a man who disowned me? A man who was ashamed to even call me his daughter? You think I should mourn him like he was a loving father?”

you know what? I’m not sorry that he died. I don’t even feel sympathetic

perfect.”

scorn on Clarissa’s face slowly disappeared as

mean that?”

don’t care. If I tell you half of the things I’ve done to survive? The things that

that leaves you drained..

eyes misted with tears as she stared at me, not saying

you to leave, Dad and Mom said they had no hand in that. You disowned us as a family but never

her mid–sentence. “I won’t accept any explanation for a watered–down love. Father never liked me and neither did any of you and that’s okay. I’m here only to perform my duties

when mom dies?” She fired

I doubt she would want

a few more seconds then turned

out, grabbing her arm

were accusing me of killing him. I need

“Like you care?”

reputation is nothing to write home about but I can’t let it go to tatters while I’m here. So tell me,

her head around, eyes flashing with hurt. “Because he has been licking

are you talking about?” I

frenzy when you left. From locking Nathan up in the dungeon and always coming here demanding that Father must provide a way to contact you, Dad was constantly doing all he could

cheek. “He hoped that if he showed support, Alpha Ramsey would

meaning of these lies? Have you stopped low

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away in the first place…” she yanked her wrist free my my grip, rubbing it as if my touch had burned her. “But somehow, you managed to drag him down with you,

wrong,” I whispered with a hollow voice. “You have no idea what you’re talking about. I didn’t think he would do that. So, you don’t get to do this. To force me

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