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

130 Day of cleansing.

Lyla

The sun hung low on the White Mountains when we arrived at White Lake Pack.

The evening light cast long shadows across the landscape creating an almost ethereal atmosphere. If I thought that Ramsey’s pack was beautiful, I had no words to describe the beauty I saw at White Lake..

I sat quietly as we drove into the Pack, staring out of the window as the fading sunlight bathed the landscape in hues of gold and orange. I was nervous. I had no idea what the outcome of the cleansing would be and I still didn’t understand what Nanny was doing here.

Earlier, when I wanted to talk to her, the high priestess told me she would not be able to hold conversations until the cleansing ceremony was over and that she needed to maintain her aura. I had no idea what that meant but I decided all my questions would wait until after the ceremony.

Beside me, the Priestess maintained an equally serene demeanour, occasionally murmuring words under her breath. Ramsey and Lenny had come with us because the Priestess demanded it too. I didn’t know what roles they were supposed to play.

As our vehicle pulled up in front of the pack house, the Priestess stepped out first, followed by Miriam who moved with a grace that I didn’t know she possessed, her ceremonial robes flowed around her like liquid silver. Ramsey and Lenny followed before I finally mustered the courage to

step out too.

“Welcome to our Pack, Elder Thorne and a woman who had a striking resemblance to Cassidy murmured with bright smiles on their face as they bowed curtly to Ramsey before they turned to greet the priestess.

“Thank you, Elder Thorne,” the priestess nodded. “We’ll take it from here. Then she turned to me. “We’ll perform the cleansing during the evening devotion. It’s the best time and you should change into this too.”

reached into her bag and pulled out a plain white ceremonial gown. “I asked them to prepare a room for you in advance. Bathe, change into these clothes and meet us by the lake. Alpha Ramsey, can you wait for her? I assume you’re more familiar with

the side of the pack house.

room when Ramsey suddenly rushed ahead of me in quick strides.

first.

his name, I

in my throat

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of

examining the room, his hands carefully moving over each

are you doing?” I asked,

didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he picked up a small vial from the bedside table and held it up

he muttered grimly.

a questioning glance. “What happened to

faintly glowing crystal hanging near the window and a decorative bowl on the dresser filled with small, harmless–looking herbs. “This is all her doing, I’m sure. The vial, the crystal, the

knew our last meeting didn’t end well but this? “What do you mean,

would she…”

days, Lyla,” Ramsey interrupted me in a low voice. “Let me apologize on her behalf. She’s unusually paranoid

If she’s having issues with her mental health, why is she allowed to exist among normal people? This is

don’t,” he interrupted me and gestured toward the door. “Go to my room and change. It’s safer there, come let me

Since I had to meet the priestess soon, I

the soft white fabric