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?”

couldn’t stop now. “And you know what? I’m not sorry that he died. I don’t even feel sympathetic over

perfect.”

as she

really mean that?”

not sorry Father died but that doesn’t mean I’m happy either. It means I don’t care. If I tell you half of the things I’ve done to survive? The things that happened to me out there

Emptiness that leaves you

not saying anything. After a few seconds, she shook

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

I stopped 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 and

mom dies?”

she would want me to attend her funeral.

stared at me for a few more seconds then turned away, clearly done

I reached out, grabbing

demanded. “Tell me why you were accusing me of killing him.

“Like you care?”

my reputation is nothing to write home about but I can’t let it

whipped her head around, eyes flashing with hurt. “Because he has been licking Alpha Ramsey’s ass to stop him from looking for you.”

about?” I eyed

to contact you, Dad was constantly doing all he could to make him forget you. He went to the Annual Moon Goddes celebration

that if he showed

stopped low to the extent that you now spin tales?”

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my my grip, rubbing it as if my touch had burned her. “But somehow, you managed to drag him down with

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 to take responsibility for his choice. He made

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