The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 1

Chapter 1: The Wolfless Deviant of Blue Ridge Pack

Lyla

You’d think not having a wolf is the worst thing that can happen to anyone, a cruel game played by the moon goddess that marks you as different, weak and unwanted … because it is a constant reminder that you’re incomplete.

But, have you tried enduring an endless, intense monthly heat cycle – a nightmare that begins when my body betrays me every month, turning me into a walking beacon of arousal – Try putting yourself in my shoes every month when my body would scream for a mate that doesn’t exist, with a scent so thick and sweet that it makes everyone around me turn their heads in disgust – except the humans who think I look really beautiful at that time.

My monthly heat cycle wasn’t just unbearable, it was a curse that earned me a well-deserved title of a ‘Wolfless deviant’.

Do you know what is worse? My parents… the very people who should care, protect and guide me – have cut ties with me and they look at me like I was a stain on their perfect family portrait – a punishment, a defect they can’t erase.

A deviant they wish they could forget.

So, if you think you’re going through the worst of luck … try living with this fire burning brightly inside you: alone, unloved, unwanted and a walking embarrassment.

Then maybe, just maybe, I might listen to your complaints.

But until then… My name is Lyla Woodland – the first-born daughter of Alpha Logan Woodland and Luna Vanessa Woodland of Blue Ridge Pack and this is my reality.

Every.

Single.

Month.

***

I jolt awake, my body is drenched in sweat, with the sheets on my bed tangled around my legs like vines.

A familiar fire coursed through my veins, pooling sweetly at the lower part of my abdomen.

I felt my woman core clench and release, sending courses of oxytocin all over my body and I knew instantly what was happening…

My heat, again!

I lay there, gasping for breath as frustration and helplessness – emotions I was familiar with tease at the edge of my already frayed sanity.

“Not again,” I muttered, staring up at the ceiling.

At only 19, I’ve suffered 3 years of being abandoned by my family and I should be used to it but on days like this, I miss them.

Another wave of desire surged through me, making me moan – unable to stop myself.

“No, no, no,” I muttered, stumbling out of bed.

“Not now, please, not now.

”

But my body didn’t listen, it never does.

I stumbled into the bathroom and caught a reflection of myself in the mirror, barely recognizing the girl staring back at me.

Wild, dishevelled hair, framed a face with flushed cheeks – a stark contrast to the composed, controlled, daughter of an Alpha was supposed to be.

But this is what I always become during my heat – a creature of want and desire.

“I’m not really a werewolf, am I?” I whispered to my reflection, failing at an attempt to make a joke out of my situation.

“Not without my wolf.

”

and patient cut through my haze of

late for

Again.

”

and free novels

~~~

every time a man or a woman passed me, I would feel a strong urge to

the time I arrived at

were flowing

eyes on me as I hurried through the

they were

I passed, wrinkled their noses in

what was happening

to my locker felt like a

could feel my pheromones seeping into the air, the scent of my heat thick and sweet, impossible to

my locker and tried to remember

of my

Marissa – my tormentor

gamma’s daughter but

she slammed it back, forcing me to stare

to

do you?” Marissa

you hoping someone will put you out of your misery?” she added with

would make some poor idiot take

Marissa,” I said quietly, my gaze

get through today’s test and

”

you think you are, Lyla?” she came

and started walking away quickening my pace, but the snickering followed me,

successfully opened the door when without warning, a cold splash hit

bucket of ice on the

icy water and

into laughter

to see Marissa and her minions standing in a corner with satisfied smiles on their

Marisa shrugged,

need cooling off… a

stood there, dripping wet

with the chill of the water, my clothes sticking to my

with tears I refused

out but all I could do was stand there, frozen in

to me again, her nose wrinkling with disgust “I thought all that ice would drown out your stupid scent… but I

”

you?” my

responded with a smirk

”.

reached out for a cup of sizzling, hot coffee, and

if I allowed her to pour the hot coffee on me, I’d scald and

backed me to the wall, her eyes filled with amusement, just as she raised her hands to empty the liquid on

down and the air in the

my heart pounded as my father, Alpha Logan Woodland, came

from Marissa and threw it

turned, her bravado faltering

you think you are?”

expected anyone to intervene much less

“What’s it to you?”

eyes flashing with annoyance “I’m her father and I won’t