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.

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

such familiarity… was he her former boyfriend? I wondered feeling my

head, trying to

of my

made up my mind: I would reject

was no

the room and started towards the exit when Cassidy

world adored – beautiful, confident and unashamedly manipulative and was set to be

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

smile playing on her lips as she looked up at

so soon? You wouldn’t

flaring up at her

needed right

“No!” I said flatly.

“I have other plans.

”

away, my grandfather who had been silently watching from the shadows of the

be so

us Cassidy,

the

I’ll call your

”

glare, but he just shrugged,

her smile widening as she moved

back to the White Lake Mountain Pack, staring out the window as my thoughts drifted back to

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

was chattering with my grandfather, making

the latest and free

we arrived, my patience was on

goodnight as she strolled into

of the night passed in a

kept pacing – unable to

Lyla’s face haunted me – her scent, the way her body had fit against me

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

clenched my teeth, trying to

was exhausted, frustrated and with

the first ray of dawn spilt through the windows in my room,

with the

the family’s Butler and asked him to come up to my

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

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

to me,”

It

”

and faced