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.

”

My nanny’s voice, sharp and patient cut

late

Again.

”

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was torture… every time a man or a woman passed me, I

at school,

warm juices were

could feel eyes on me as I

were confused by their sudden

werewolves I passed, wrinkled their noses

was

to my locker felt like a trek to the White

the air, the scent

my locker and tried to remember the classes I

of my locker, almost missing me by

it was Marissa – my tormentor and her

gamma’s daughter but from

she slammed it back, forcing me to

to stay home when

never learn, do you?” Marissa

someone will put you out of your misery?”

like this, would make some poor

trouble, Marissa,” I said quietly, my gaze fixed on the ground, my

get through today’s test and be on

”

endure the entire day soaking in this nasty smell of yours? Who do you think you are, Lyla?” she came closer to

and started walking away quickening my

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

a bucket

icy water and

erupted into laughter as everyone

Marissa and her minions standing in a

Marisa shrugged, feigning

thought you might need cooling off… a lot is

stood there, dripping

inside me, clashed violently with the chill of the water, my clothes

blurred with tears

to scream, to lash out but all I could do was stand there, frozen in place,

wrinkling with disgust “I thought all that ice would drown out your stupid scent… but

”

did I ever do to you?”

Lyla,” she responded with a smirk “You

”.

of

fast, if I

as she raised her hands to empty the liquid on me, a hand reached out and snatched the cup away

down and the air in the hallway seemed

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

and threw it inside the

faltering when she

hell do you

expected anyone to intervene much less someone like

“What’s it to you?”

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