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?”

fever yesterday, but she’s recovering now. They took

I had felt from being reached out to moments ago gave way to frustration. As I began pacing

I could feel it. Why didn’t she tell me sooner?

knew you’d have this reaction, but don’t worry too much. I’m sure she’s

sighed, running a hand through my hair as I stopped pacing.

father watching me with amusement and exasperation on his face. After a moment, he spoke again.

her? Dad, I love her. How

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will not marry, Lyla.

gave me a contemplative stare and came forward, placing a hand on

you need

distracted. And before you get any ideas, you’re not travelling to White Moon Pack.

it. But there’s something

eyebrow. “What is it?”

to keep our relationship under wraps for now but I felt I needed to tell my father so he would understand why I always

time to come clean. “Well, I proposed to Lyla, and

stared at me; his face unreadable.

head. “No. You can’t

widened with shock that gave way to anger. “What? Why not?”

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

head around what he was

say

someone if you have no intention of spending

her for a few months or whenever. You’ll realize in time that feelings change and, who knows, your fated mate might come

not interested in meeting my fated mate, Dad!” my tone rose. “Aren’t you listening 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.