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

183 New beginnings…

Lyla

“I’ll miss you,” I murmured to Nanny who had a quiet smile on her face as she patted my back comfortingly.

I must have hugged her a thousand times already. We were leaving White Moon Pack back to Blue Ridge today and I was feeling nostalgic. For one, Nanny was not coming with me since she

was going back with the priestesses to the Moon Temple Colden Gates pack.

Mother Liora was still sick and seemed to prefer Nanny to any of the other priestesses. Though she had promised that as soon as Mother Liora recovered, she’d join me at Blue Ridge. I knew that was next to impossible.

After all, she didn’t come to visit all the while I was there. To think it’s been three months already since I arrived but it already felt like a decade. After we said our goodbyes, we started moving.

Now, as the car sped toward Blue Ridge Pack, the silence between me and Nathan felt heavy. Nathan has been unusually quiet since the incident three days ago. Although he had managed to maintain normal conversation with me, I still couldn’t help but worry that the incident three days ago, had changed things in ways I couldn’t see.

My thoughts drifted to Cassidy. The events of that night still lingered in my mind, a puzzle with too many missing pieces. I had gone to Ramsey to ask if Cassidy had said anything about what happened, though I’d avoided mentioning my wolf was the two–tailed wolf that the warriors of White Moon Pack were still hunting or that Xander had shown up there suddenly.

That had been a surprise to me though. Not just that, I couldn’t help but wonder what connection Cassidy had with Xander. How did they meet? Why was he even there that night? I knew Xander hadn’t come because Cassidy had merely requested, he should kill me. There should be more.

Like what agreement had both of them entered for him to have followed her to the pack house? No matter how I thought of it, there seemed to be more. Although I was relieved that Cassidy had survived, Xander’s blow, I couldn’t help wondering if she would ever come clean about what truly happened.

Would she confess, or would she weave another story, one that would paint me in a negative light? As my mind wandered about it, I dozed off.

A few hours later, I awoke to the sensation of being carried. Blinking my eyes open, I saw Nathan’s face above mine. His expression was tender but tired. He was carrying me in his arms.

Gently, he laid me on his bed, smoothing my hair.

“You’re awake?” he murmured when he saw me.

I nodded, managing a sleepy smile but he didn’t say anything after that. For a moment, the room

silent, except for the faint rustle of trees outside the window.

the other night, he said softly, “I wasn’t thinking strange. I let my desires get the best of me. Please forgive

Nathan… nothing

me and Ramsey. All those days I was at his pack, the only time we were in very close proximity was one of the mornings at the training arena and

bed. Our eyes met and the tension melted away as we leaned into

stop,” he said

my flushed cheeks.

thinking. he said. “We need to do this right, Lyla. We should get married as soon as possible.”

widened in surprise. “Married?”

decide what you want to do about your life back in the human world. I don’t want you to feel torn between this life and the human world. Whatever you decide, I’ll support you. But I want us to be official before you make any big decisions.”

in surprise, then laughed. “I’d almost forgotten

I haven’t. And I’ll wait as long as it takes, but I don’t want to wait any longer than I have to. I’m worried that if Paul should see you again…” he trailed off, drawing a quiet laugh

and you don’t have to worry about Paul either. He’s probably lost. interest by now. I’ve

into a grin after a

“We don’t need anything elaborate. I’ll ask my mother if I can use her wedding

with excitement on his face. “Don’t worry

kiss my forehead before

That evening aft

I decided to go to the Alpha house. When I arrived, I met

here?” Clarissa asked when she saw me.

to a

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replied, ignoring the rudeness in her

head toward the back of the house. “You

garden. I found her kneeling in front of a flower bed, wearing garden boots, gloves and a wide–brimmed hat as she pulled the weeds. I

there.