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

151 You will not marry, Lyla.

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I chuckled, unable to suppress my amusement. “Dad, you’re so dramatic. I didn’t know you had this side to you.”

“Laugh all you want,” he shot back, though his lips twitched for a second. “But you need to choose a Beta. So that by the time you return from one of your escapades and you see your pack in shambles, it’ll teach you a lesson.”

“Fine, fine,” I nodded. “But you know it’s up to Ragnar,” I said, referencing my wolf. “So far, he doesn’t agree with all the candidates we’ve had. It’s not my fault.”

My father muttered something under his breath but let the matter drop since we were already in front of the pack office building. When we got to my office, my father wasted no time in handing me a stack of files that required urgent attention.

For the next few hours, I worked through the documents, signing and approving where necessary. While he stood nearby, occasionally explaining key points.

The complexity of the paperwork was a stark contrast to the adrenaline–filled moments I

usually preferred, but I knew this was part of my role as Alpha.

When I was done, my father gathered the signed files for documentation and was almost leaving

the office when he paused at the door.

“Oh, I almost forgot,” he said, turning back. “Miriam called earlier.”

“Miriam?” I arched a brow without lifting my head.

“Lyla’s Nanny.”

My head shot up as I rose from my seat, anxiety filling me up.

“What? Why didn’t you tell me sooner? Is Lyla, okay?”

sorry,” he said. “But relax. Miriam said she’s fine. She has a slight fever yesterday, but she’s recovering now. They took away her phone and other distractions to ensure she rested properly. Miriam said Lyla

from being reached out to moments ago gave way to frustration. As

was wrong. I could feel it. Why didn’t she tell me sooner? Instead, they leave me in suspense,

reaction, but don’t worry too much. I’m

running a hand through my hair

exasperation on his face. After a moment, he spoke again. His voice

her? Dad, I love her. How can you even

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You will not

a contemplative stare and came forward, placing a hand

son. But you need to focus on your work. You’re

and you can’t afford to be distracted. And before you get any ideas, you’re not travelling to White Moon Pack. Else, I’ll report you to the council. Understood?”

sighed before nodding slowly. “I get it. But there’s something

an eyebrow. “What is

needed to tell my father so he would understand why I always wanted to be

a deep breath, deciding it was time to come clean. “Well, I proposed to Lyla, and she accepted. She’s going to be my Luna.”

at me; his face unreadable. The longer he remained quiet, the

his head. “No. You

that gave way to anger. “What? Why

firmly. “If you won’t take my advice for anything after this… I beg you, Nath… you

at him, still trying to wrap my head around what he was

say

to love someone if you have no intention of spending your life with them? I love

a few months or whenever. You’ll realize in time

to what I’m saying? I love Lyla to death. Either her or no one else. I’ve repeatedly said I don’t want to meet my mate and Ragnar has accepted Lyla…he loves her. There’s no