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.

by something as intangible and manipulative as the bond, especially when it came in the form of

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

head, trying to clear my

none of

up my mind:

was no other

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

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

woman I should marry – Her father was a reputable Lycan from the White Lake Mountain, she had a strong Lycan and had been raised

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

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

eyes narrowed, irritation flaring

last thing I needed right

“No!” I said flatly.

“I have other plans.

”

my grandfather who had been silently watching from the shadows of the ballroom stepped forward with

don’t be

can ride with us

to stay the night

your father and

”

shot my grandfather a glare, but he just shrugged,

opportunity, her smile widening as

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

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

was chattering with my grandfather,

and free

the time we arrived, my patience was

goodnight as she strolled into the

of the night passed

kept pacing –

had fit against me even for a brief moment… I felt my body would explode just from the thought

restless, growling

teeth, trying to block it out, but

frustrated and with a raging

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

to deal with the situation one way or

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

a stiff bow

swallowed hard “I met her at

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

a name, perhaps? It will help me

”

turned and