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

118 Luna of the White Moon Throne.

Cassidy POV

I patted my hair, looking at my reflection in the mirror with satisfaction and rose from the vanity table admiring the two–piece loungewear I’d gotten a few days ago. Picking up my cup of steaming coffee, I crossed my room to the window overlooking the pack house compound and settled on the window seat, sipping and waiting for his arrival.

If Lyla turns out to be the Moonsinger, it reduces my chances of ever being with Ramsey and that was what I dreaded the most. To my parents, Ramsey might be an achievement for our pack and the family – becoming the Luna of the White Moon Throne is no easy feat….

but to me…

It’s marrying the man I love. I love Ramsey… I’ve always had, for the longest time. I was scared that I might never get to relieve my dreams of making babies with him, waking up to him by my side and practically just him being the best thing that happened to me.

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But it didn’t matter now… I would make do with just having him as my mate… that would suffice. A few minutes later, he drove in. I watched with an amused smile as he sprang out of the car and started walking towards the pack house…

“And the drama begins,” I whispered to myself, taking another sip of my coffee.

The corridors leading to my room echoed with his determined footsteps as he matched towards me. My room is at the far end of the West Wing in the Packhouse, a wing built specially for the Luna.

He didn’t bother knocking, the door flew open with such force that it slammed against the wall, the sound echoing through the White Moon Packhouse.

Where I was sitting, I barely flinched, I was used to his angry outbursts already. I took another sip from my mug, my perfectly manicured nails tapping against its

rim.

Our eyes met and for the briefest of seconds, he

wanted to yell but he held himself, motioning for my maid to leave the room. As soon as we were alone, he

turned to me.

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“What the hell were you thinking, Cassidy?” he bellowed, his fists clenched at his sides.

I arched a brow, a faint smirk tugging at my lips. “Ah, you’re here. Took you long enough. I was starting to think that I was wrong and you didn’t care about her.”

“Don’t play coy with me,” he growled. “How can you post such an intimate video of me and her? You know what… I don’t want to belabour this just delete the videos you have and call back all the minions you have working for you. We’ve been trying to take down the videos but they keep showing up in one new blog post

or the other.”

“And if I don’t? You will chase me out of your house like you did my father? Threaten to break off our engagement? Which is it going to be, Ramsey?”

banter words with you. Delete all the videos you have of me and her. The only reason, I am not taking any action

cruel. This was so unlike you, how could you stoop

you

smirk widened into a mocking laugh. “How could I? Oh, Ramsey, don’t act so righteous. Do you think I’m

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the game you forced me into. You made me who I am. I can’t believe myself

girl to a monster – a woman filled

getting married… aren’t we? What else do you fucking want? You think this is a game? You humiliated her, and now you’re dragging her name through the mud for what? To hurt me? To prove some

the table with deliberate calm. My chest sparked with malice as I took a step towards him. “Petty? Oh no, darling, this is far from petty. Consider it a

from fury to disbelief.

laughed again, this time I sounded colder. “Oh; Ramsey darling, threats are for amateurs. I prefer action. Every time you choose her over me – every time you run to Lyla instead of staying where you belong – I’ll make her life miserable. This

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last night on your heat? Do you want to get pregnant that bad? Why? There’s enough time for a baby, I explained to you but I want to follow our customs and traditions to the latter.

saving yourself

mate.”

me? This marriage is for convenience and not because I love you. I will never love you the way you want. I thought I

am I simply a woman who knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to take it?”

“You’ve crossed the line, Cassidy. If you think this will make me like you, you’re delusional. If anything, it makes me despise you even more. I love Lyla…

shattered for a brief moment, as pain passed through my heart before I straightened and met his

of the White

pack, for your grandfather, and

by the sound of his ragged breathing. His hands trmelbed, and for a moment, I thought he might lash out. But instead, he took a step back, his jaw tightening and his eyes

you think I’ll ever love you, you’re more broken than

this seriously enough. You fought with Nathan Tanner over Lyla… that mutt who will never be half the woman I am. Yet, you threw away years of training because you wanted

you hurt her,” he

can destroy her reputation completely. I can make her life a living hell. Is

he just stared at me.

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tear apart everything Lyla

holds dear.”

you bring your best game because when I start, Cassidy Thorne, you’d know that I only started

heel and strode toward the door, his

floor.

after him. “But remember, every time you leave me,

his shoulder tense. Without another word, he walked out, slamming

wake.

faded, I sank back into my chair, my hands trembling. I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms as I tried to regulate my breathing. I felt a tear slip down my cheek but I fought it, clamping down