The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 6: The mate I wanted vs My fated mate!

Ramsey

I paced the length of the room, that was prepared for me in the ballroom, my mind replaying the events of everything that just happened like a broken record.

I’d been standing in the opulent ballroom, every bit the aloof and commanding Lycan Leader when suddenly, all these years of self-control and discipline nearly slipped through my fingers.

I couldn’t believe it – couldn’t believe I’d been moments away from kissing that deviant, that wolfless girl in front of the entire werewolf community.

My hands clenched into fists until my knuckles whitened.

The memory of her flushed cheeks, the scent of her heat, and those eyes – goddess! those eyes – pleading, desperate and filled with longing I’d never seen before.

I wanted her… no doubt… I wanted to run my tongue around her slightly parted lips and explore every crevice on her body until she came repeatedly in my hand.

“What were you thinking?” I growled at myself, my voice echoing off the dark oak walls.

Lax my wolf grumbled.

“She’s our mate,” he said “That’s why you reacted like that.

We belong to her.

”

My scowl deepened.

“Mate or not, I won’t accept her,” I snarled back, pacing faster as if I could outrun the truth.

“If I must marry, it’ll be to someone worthy of my position – not some wolfless deviant who can’t control herself.

You saw how she was with those men.

”

“Oh, please, Ramsey!” Lax scoffed “Don’t change the topic.

You were ready to tear that flimsy dress off her body.

She’s our mate and sooner or later, you’ll come to realize that we need her.

”

I hated how Lax’s words were true.

I’ve seen the mate bond first-hand – the good and the bad side.

Until I reject her, I would not regain control of myself.

I had built my life rejecting the norms of werewolf traditions, scorning the mate bond that others treated as sacred and now this was happening to me.

bound by something as intangible and manipulative as the bond, especially when it came in the form of Lyla – that was

was he her former boyfriend? I wondered feeling

head, trying to clear

of

my

was no other

the room and started towards the exit when Cassidy Thorne sauntered

adored – beautiful, confident and unashamedly manipulative and was set to be my wife until I called off our engagement when we

kind of woman I should marry – Her father was a reputable Lycan from the White Lake Mountain, she had a strong Lycan and had been raised all her life to

playing on her lips

so soon? You wouldn’t mind giving a girl a

eyes narrowed, irritation flaring

needed right

“No!” I said flatly.

“I have other plans.

”

watching from the

be so

can ride with us Cassidy,

welcome to stay the night

call your father and

”

a glare, but he just shrugged, his eyes

seized the opportunity, her smile widening as she moved

the ride back to the White Lake Mountain Pack, staring out the window as

image out of my

chattering with my grandfather,

and free

the time we arrived, my patience was on the

into the guest room that

of the night

pacing – unable to

scent, the way her body had fit against me even for a brief moment… I felt my body would explode

turned, my wolf restless, growling with dissatisfaction at our separation from our

trying to block

morning, I was exhausted, frustrated and with a

through the windows in my room, I knew I couldn’t go

deal with the

Butler and asked him to come up

he greeted me with a stiff bow “You asked to see

a girl – woman,” I swallowed hard “I met her at the gala last

to me,” I

perhaps? It

”

and faced