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

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Nathan

I stormed out of the pack house, my frustration bubbling to the surface.

Immediately, I shifted. Ragnar emerged with practised ease, his dark fur rippling in the moonlight as I caught Lyla’s scent in the wind. The trails were fresh, tinged with blood from all the Ferals and Trinax she fought.

I followed her scent through the maze of mingling scents surrounding the White Moon Pack. My paws pounded against the earth, as I pushed forward. I tracked her through the territory, following a path that took me toward the White Moon Pack’s borders.

Almost at the borders, it veered off to the edge of the dense forest surrounding the pack’s territory. As I approached the tree line, my hackles rose, indicating that someone was watching me. I stopped for a moment; my ears perked as I surveyed the area. There was nothing… no one except me. But something felt… off.

Shrugging it off, I prepared to enter the forest, since her scent was stronger in that direction. Just then, a chilling sensation washed over me. I wasn’t alone. Ragnar let out a low growl, as he whirled, muscled bunched ready for an attack only to find myself face to face with a familiar

figure.

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Standing a few yards away was it the same being that had been haunting me for a few months. now. Since that incident with Lyla at the White Lake pack. Not only had I had several encounters with it, but It was also in my head. Always suggesting devious motives. All attempts to fight it with resources I know about and heard have proved abortive.

Hissing, I shifted back to my human form, ready for a fight as my expression hardened immediately.

“What do you want?” I demanded, glaring at the being. My voice was laced with irritation.

The being cocked its head, studying me with an unsettling calmness. Then he approached me, taking measured steps. I also noticed it had a thoughtful expression on its face.

“How long have you known about Lyla’s wolf?” it asked.

I hissed, stepping around him as I moved toward the forest. I had no time for games, not with Lyla’s scent growing fainter by the second plus the Harvest Moon would reach its peak any moment now, I had to reach Lyla first before anything.

As I moved, the being followed after me, clearly unperturbed by my silence.

“I didn’t know anything about that, it continued, its volce carrying an edge of curiosity. “But your calmness… you knew, didn’t you?”

I stopped abruptly, spinning to face it. “Why do you care?”

as if it was amused by my hostility.

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but merely delay them. I wasn’t expecting a two–tailed

said flatly, as I shrugged and tried

to stop. “Have you

running a hand through my hair. “You’re Xander, right? Or is it the Dark One?” I said mockingly. “Listen

I’m not joining your revenge scheme or whatever it is you’re

grin, his teeth gleaming in the moonlight. “You say that

in this

yourself that but when it happens, remember I already told you. Also, because of how much we share in common,

glee. “Tonight, Ramsey will make a bold stance. He’s going

scoffed. “Ramsey? He won’t. Please, he’s too self–conscious to

widened, his

at his outstretched him, gritting my teeth

her. But if you join me…” he leaned

help you steal the power of the White Moon Throne? You want me to assist you to rule my world and that I’ll be under you? You must be really insane.

didn’t say anything, he watched me for a minute before sighing. “Nathan, I never said anything about ruling you. I just want to create a world

can be equal. Besides, this clickbait you have going on is really lame. I thought you had your act together.

not to be ended this time around, he said in a smug tone. “The last time I was ended, I

again. Anyways, you cannot

clearly suggested you marry

who to marry, Xander, I continued moving, stopping to sniff the air. In my human form,

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What are you going to do about that? That day in the room, you

me alone. Stop following me around like some deranged gods. Are

me pointedly. After a few seconds,

before shifting back to Ragnar, letting hist senses guide me through the forest. Lyla’s trail grew stronger, leading me to deeper

forest.

found her.

tree, still in

and fell with laboured breath and her white fur was

were curled around her like

at me. I changed back to my human form; I didn’t want to