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

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I stared at him, wondering if this was a ploy. Soon, some pack members or maybe Cassidy herself would jump out of nowhere and laugh at me, claiming I had fallen for their trick.

He steadied me on the ground, reluctantly letting me go, although his hands were still wrapped around my waist.

“Don’t look so surprised, Lyla,” he said gently finally letting me go.

The door to my room was still ajar, and this man… the last person I expected to see–was telling me to my face that he was ready to let go of Cassidy, let go of his relationship, his duties, everything that had been an obstacle all along because of me.

“What do you mean you’re not getting married tomorrow?” My voice came out as barely a whisper because my mind still struggled to process his sudden declaration.

“I’m not getting married tomorrow,” he repeated, his golden eyes locked on mine. There was no hesitation in his gaze, no waver in his voice. He sounded sure of what he was saying.

“I heard you the first time, I replied. “Just, what are you talking about? What do yo stammered, my heart was racing.

mean?” I

He took a step forward, his presence overwhelming my senses. With each step he took toward me, I took one backwards until my back was pressed against the cool wall. Somewhere in the slow walk, he had closed the door.

I wanted to tell him to leave – I wanted to ask him to leave and never come back. I wasn’t pissed, I wasn’t even angry, I was everything but unhappy. But I hated that my body was automatically melting against him… I hated everything but, I was powerless. It was as if I couldn’t function at the moment. All I wanted to do right now was…

I didn’t know.

“I can’t marry her, Lyla, his voice was husky, filled with an intensity that weakened my knees. My lower abdomen pulsed with want but I ignored it. “Not every time I close my eyes, all I see is you. Not when my heart has belonged to you since the moment we first met.

“D–Did you call it off or something?” I stuttered, trying not to think about his scent filling up my nostrils, sending warm tingles within me. He placed one hand against the wall beside my head effectively caging me and my breath caught in my throat.

The heat – his scent radiating from his body was intoxicating, making it impossible for me to think straight. Our faces were inches apart, and I could see the flecks of green in his amber eyes.

cup my cheek. His touch sent electricity coursing through

every path I’ve taken they’ve all led me

–

up, trapped between the wall and him. “Ramsey, you’re not making any

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to convince myself I could move on, I can’t. You’re in my blood, in my soul. I was a fool for letting you slip through my fingers. For everything I did

my head. “That’s all I can ever think about, and think of. You cannot hurt the person you

melting into my body. His hand reached out, brushing against my cheek. I squirmed, fighting off a moan. “I should’ve fought for you sooner, but I’m here now. And I’m not letting you go.”

the man I’d dreamed about for countless nights, the one whose memory I’d tried desperately to erase. Yet somehow, he’d found his way back to me, confessing the words I’d longed to hear.

these things now. You’re too late and honestly, it doesn’t justify your behaviour

an inch from my ear, “How can I show you? How do 1 make it up?”

At this

bothered about the apology because

kiss me. I was no longer hearing what he was saying or understanding the words he was using. My hands

steady my breathing, but it was impossible. His touch, his voice, his

but the words died in my throat

breath was warm against my lips. “Tell me you don’t feel this pull

shut, trying to stay strong. But the bond, the connection was undeniable. We kept squirming in each other’s arms, daring the other person to move to make a first move. He was running his hand up and down

voice had automatically gone to a whisper.

smile. “You do know. You’ve

them. His lips brushed against mine, soft and hesitant at first, as if giving me a chance to pull away. But I didn’t. My breath hitched and

second. O

take it any further, he

to resist any longer, I

on my tiptoes, my fingers curling into the lapels of his jacket. Our lips met again, in a kiss that

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around my waist to pull me closer.