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

be late

Again.

”

latest and

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passed me, I would feel a

arrived at school,

and my warm juices were

on me as I hurried

and I know they were confused by their sudden attraction to

werewolves I passed, wrinkled their noses

knew what was happening to

like a trek

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

locker and tried to

my

up, it was Marissa –

was a gamma’s daughter

her and opened my locker again but she slammed it back, forcing me to stare at

the decency to stay

do you?”

will put you out of

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

quietly, my gaze fixed on

today’s test and

”

in this nasty smell of yours? Who do you think you are, Lyla?”

from my locker, closed the door and started walking away quickening my pace, but the snickering followed me, growing louder as I tried

made it to the end of the hallway and had successfully opened the

a bucket

gasped as icy water

erupted into laughter as everyone brought out their phones

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

Marisa shrugged, feigning

off… a lot is going

dripping wet

chill of the water, my clothes sticking to

vision blurred with tears I

to lash out but all I could do was stand there,

with disgust “I thought all that ice would drown out your stupid scent… but I was wrong, Perhaps, what you

”

ever do to you?”

responded with a smirk

”.

for a cup of sizzling, hot

back…I wasn’t like other wolves, I didn’t heal fast, if I allowed her to pour the hot coffee on me, I’d

backed me to the wall, her eyes filled with amusement, just as she raised her hands to empty the liquid on me, a hand reached out and snatched the cup away from

had died down and the air in the hallway seemed

heart pounded as my father, Alpha

the cup from Marissa and

turned, her bravado faltering when she

hell do you think you are?”

to intervene much

“What’s it to you?”

“I’m her father and I