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

115 Revenge is tiresome…

Ramsey.

The High Priestess had to leave because it was time for her afternoon devotions but she promised to come back afterwards, to finish up the conversation.

My gaze flitted to Lyla… although she was trying to wear a brave smile, I could see the sadness

in her eyes.

“You need to rest, I’m sure there’s provision for us in the pack. We should go. Nathan muttered,. placing his hand on the small of her back, already guiding her towards the door.

But before they could leave, I mustered courage and approached them. I met Lyla’s gaze with a pleading look of mine. “Please, I murmured “I need to speak with you.”

Nathan as usual tensed, inserting himself between me and her. “What else do you want to tell her, Alpha Ramsey? You want to blame her more?”

“Stay out of this, Nathan… for once, can you just sit back and do nothing? This is between me

and Lyla.”

Before he could respond, Lyla placed a gentle hand on his arm.

“It’s fine,” she assured him. “I can handle him”

turned, cupping her face as he gazed at her tenderly, “Are you sure?

be fine. I

he pulled apart with a sigh as if he didn’t want to leave. “I’ll be back in

he didn’t talk to me directly, I knew the threat was for me. I waited until he was gone before I turned to face Lyla. Lax howled inside me, begging for contact between me and her but I remembered the way she had moved away from me

holding up?” I asked quietly. “It’s a lot

relief to me that I don’t have it anymore. I wasn’t planning on becoming a hero or saviour to this world. That kind of life is

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do you

won’t attack anyone and even if they do… I’m sure there’ll be other solutions. You heard the high priestess say all the Moonsingers lost their power and as much as I’m dying with curio know how it went afterwards, It’s soothing to know this has happened before,

is tiresome…

leave us to our fate?” I asked.

– friends from college, friends from the office who get worried if I come fifteen minutes late, neighbours who despite the fact that I

at the hem of her skirt tightly. “To me, those are my people. The ones who want me genuinely. Here, the only reason why I am suddenly important is

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is about what my grandfather said earlier, I apologize. It was a

done putting up with excuses of any form. I’m sick of hearing

everyone…”

stiffened. “Lyla…you don’t mean that?

my life. Complained about my pheromones, complained about me not having a wolf. You rejected me because you didn’t think I’d fit into your tiny world and you expect me to actually come back and help… why? Why should I be responsible for the people who have shown me nothing but hate all

“Lyla…”

her

of professionals I go to. That is how much I was wounded emotionally. So