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.

as the bond, especially when it came in the form of Lyla – that was the name that man had called

he her former

my head, trying

of my

already made up my mind: I would

no other

room and started towards the exit when Cassidy Thorne sauntered over, her heels clicking against the polished

and unashamedly manipulative and was set to be my wife until I

from the White Lake Mountain, she had a

a sly smile playing on her lips as she looked up at me with a coy

soon? You wouldn’t mind giving

eyes narrowed, irritation flaring up

needed right now

“No!” I said flatly.

“I have other plans.

”

watching from the shadows of the ballroom stepped forward

don’t be so

ride with us

the night too

your

”

he just shrugged, his eyes twinkling

her smile widening as she moved closer, sliding into the car

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

I tried to shove her image out of my mind, she lingered – an uninvited

was chattering with my grandfather,

latest and free

we arrived, my patience

Cassidy’s flirtatious goodnight as she strolled into the guest room

of the night passed in a

–

– her scent, the way her body had fit against me even for a

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

teeth, trying to block it out, but I

morning, I was exhausted, frustrated and with a raging

windows in my room, I knew I couldn’t

the situation one

family’s Butler and asked him to come up to

stiff bow “You asked to see

facing the window “There’s a girl – woman,” I swallowed hard “I met her at

her and bring her to me,” I commanded, not even sure why

a name, perhaps? It will help me narrow down

”

and