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 the name that

had called her with such familiarity… was he her former boyfriend? I wondered feeling my chest grow thick

my head, trying to clear my

of

already made up my mind:

was no

came out of the room and started towards the exit when Cassidy

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

should marry – Her father was a reputable Lycan from the White Lake Mountain, she had a strong Lycan

on her lips

soon? You wouldn’t mind giving a girl a ride,

flaring up at her

last thing I needed right now was

“No!” I said flatly.

“I have other plans.

”

been silently watching from the shadows of the ballroom stepped

be

can ride with us Cassidy, It’s no

to stay the night too since it’s

call your father and inform

”

grandfather a glare, but he just shrugged, his eyes twinkling with

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

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

shove her image out of my mind, she

was chattering with my grandfather, making me

latest and free

the time we arrived, my patience was on the

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

rest of the night passed in

pacing –

time I closed my eyes, Lyla’s face haunted me – her scent, the way her body had fit against me even for a brief moment…

growling with dissatisfaction at our separation from our

my teeth, trying to block

frustrated and with

in

to deal with the situation one way or

immediately mindlinked Seth – the family’s Butler and asked him to come up to

he greeted me with a stiff bow “You asked

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

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

a name, perhaps? It will help me narrow down

”

and faced