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

be late

Again.

”

latest and

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torture… every time a man or a woman passed me, I would feel a strong urge to run after the

the time I arrived at school, I was

my warm juices were flowing down my

could feel eyes on me as I hurried

know they were confused by their sudden attraction to the school

werewolves I passed,

was

locker felt like a trek to

the air, the scent of my

tried to remember

suddenly, someone slammed the door of my locker,

up, it was Marissa

a gamma’s daughter but from

she slammed it back, forcing me to stare at

the decency to stay home when

learn, do you?” Marissa

will put you out of your

parading around like this, would make some poor idiot take pity on you, is

quietly, my gaze fixed on the ground, my cheeks burning

to get through today’s test

”

yours? Who do you think you are, Lyla?” she came closer to me, her eyes flashing with anger “Have you forgotten who calls the shots in

grabbed a random textbook from my locker, closed the door and started walking away quickening my pace, but the snickering followed me, growing

hallway and had successfully

had hung a bucket of ice on the

gasped as icy water

erupted into laughter as everyone brought out their phones

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

shrugged, feigning

thought you might need cooling off… a

dripping wet and

the chill of the water, my

tears I

wanted to scream, to lash out but all I could do was

“I thought all that ice would drown out your stupid scent… but I was

”

do to you?” my teeth chattered

smirk “You

”.

a cup of sizzling, hot coffee, and

fast, if I allowed her to pour the hot coffee

she raised her hands to empty the liquid on me, a hand reached

had died down and the air in

I looked up, my heart pounded as my father,

Marissa and threw it inside the recycling

faltering when

you

to intervene much

“What’s it to you?”

growled, his eyes flashing with annoyance “I’m her father and I won’t tolerate anyone treating