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”

at her tenderly, “Are you sure? Who knows what he’ll blame

powers but I’ll be fine. I was expecting

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

face Lyla. Lax howled inside me, begging for contact between me and her but I remembered the way she had moved

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

to me that I don’t

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why do you say so?”

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

Revenge is tiresome…

to our fate?”

as a Moonsinger or whatever name it is. Back in the human world a lot of people are waiting for me – friends from college, friends from the

clutching 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 because of this stupid singing ability despite that,

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is about what my grandfather said earlier,

form. I’m sick of hearing apologies for something that is not my fault. I don’t care if the Ferals attack and

everyone…”

don’t mean that?

rejected me because you didn’t think I’d fit into your tiny

“Lyla…”

gathered in her eyes now.

damaged that I knew I would not heal, no matter what approach I used or the different kinds of professionals I go to. That is how much I was wounded emotionally. So I made up my mind to always leave. I think revenge is tiresome but leaving is superb. When someone offends me, I don’t try to talk it out, I just