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

99 12 hours, earlier…

Ramsey

—12 Hours Earlier-~~

It was a few minutes after midnight when we finally arrived at Blue Ridge Pack Me and my entourage which consisted of my grandfather, the core White Mountains Elders and Cassidy who insisted on coming with me despite my refusal.

We made a lot of stops on our way here due to my grandfather’s fragile state and since we were travelling with healers, we had to stop several times for them to attend to him. Nathan and his father alongside Alpha Logan’s widow had welcomed us, but there was no sign of Lyla.

Was she purposely avoiding me?

After we were fed, and I freshened up, everyone went into their room immediately, the journey had worn us out. However, an hour later, I was still wide awake staring at the ceiling and it didn’t help that Lax was agitated. Cassidy had slipped into my room at some point, much to Lax’s chagrin and despite my pleas that I wanted to be left alone.

Because of how much Lax disliked her, he was making it impossible for me to get a shut eye. Finally, at 2. am, I decided to give up on trying to sleep again. Risin

quietly from the bed so as not to wake an already sleeping Cassidy, I threw on a pair of casual clothes before slipping out of the room.

The main building of the pack house still buzzed with activities as servants were making last–minute arrangements for the funeral that would be held later today, so the place was a bit lively. I passed through them, nodding at their scattered greetings for those who recognized me. I strolled around a bit around the Alpha building, pretending to be interested in the funeral arrangements being made when in reality, I was hoping to catch a glimpse of Lyla. It was killing me that since she arrived, I’d been unable to see her.

I’ve been searching all these years and now that I have her at arm’s reach… it’s impossible to even get a peak. I moved away from the Alpha building and headed for the gate after a while, loving how the cool night air was soothing my frayed nerves.

I had to see her today, no matter what. Even if it was to corner her and force her to listen to me… I had to. I was so deep in thought that I didn’t know I had been walking in the direction of the Beta House. It wasn’t until I was standing at the gate that I realized that.

to

I wanted to turn back, Dack to the direction I had come from but then, I remembered

I let my curiosity get the better

like I had done the last time I was here to arrest Nathan but it was late

moment.

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in my thoughts that I didn’t Nathan

“Looking for someone?”

staring at me suspiciously. He had a vicious look on his face. Despite being caught, I maintained my composure giving him a

see if Lyla was

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provoke Nathan that was precisely why I had said it. However, he responded with an unexpected level of calmness that angered

the room, Lyla was sleeping peacefully. So, I’m sorry you can’t see her. It took me nearly two hours to

calculated move to get me equally angry but he succeeded because Lax snarled with jealousy. The thought of another

expression, I glanced up at him, but he continued smoothly before I could say another word.

asked with a false friendly tone. “Me too. How about we go for a walk? Blue

started for the gate. I had no other choice but to fall into step beside him. We walked for a while, allowing the light from the moon to serve as a beacon. We didn’t say a word to each other… there was nothing

breaking the

you thought about

scoffed, flashing him an incredulous smile. “There was nothing to think about, Nathan. My answer didn’t change and it won’t in the longest time. I won’t give up, Lyla… not now not ever. She’s my mate and I love her.

don’t love her, Ramsey. You love the idea of having her. You might want to be intimate with her, you might hate the fact that she’s not one of those weak women you’re used to and you’re pursuing her because you cannot stand the

Werewolf at that. We come from different worlds… you can put up with anything but in my world… perfection is power not warriors, not riches but

with irritation. “You’ve said that a lot of times already. Then why don’t you go for your perfect Lycan woman-

taunted.

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hours, earlier…