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

Again.

”

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me, I would feel a strong

I arrived at

and my warm juices were flowing down my

on me

and I know they were confused by their sudden attraction to

werewolves I passed, wrinkled their noses in

what was

felt like

the air, the scent of my

reached my locker and tried to remember the

someone slammed the door of my locker, almost missing me by a

I looked up, it was Marissa –

daughter but from

and opened my locker again but she slammed it

to stay home

learn, do you?”

of your misery?” she added with a

like this, would make some poor idiot take

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

get through today’s test and be

”

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

a random textbook from my locker, closed the door and started walking away quickening my pace, but the

hallway and had successfully

bucket of

icy water and

erupted into laughter as everyone brought

her minions standing in a corner with satisfied smiles on

shrugged, feigning

thought you might need cooling off… a

stood there, dripping

the chill of

vision blurred with tears I refused to let

could do was

to me again, her nose wrinkling with disgust “I thought all that ice would drown out

”

ever do to you?” my teeth chattered

responded with a smirk “You never

”.

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

if I allowed her to pour the

to the wall, her eyes filled with amusement, just as she raised her hands to empty the

had died down and the air in the

heart pounded as my father, Alpha Logan Woodland, came

cup from Marissa and threw

turned, her bravado faltering when she saw

do you think

intervene

“What’s it to you?”

father and I won’t tolerate anyone treating my daughter like