The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 7: Bonding…

Lyla

[Warning 18+ and explicit scene]

I couldn’t forget the satisfactory smirk on the faces of my parents and sister.

Clarissa as I was taken away.

They were glad I was finally going to disappear.

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I gasped when the vehicle stopped at the entrance of the White Lake Mountains Pack.

I’ve heard about its splendour and beauty – it was home to the 1% of the Lycans in the world and also the home to the Lycan Leader, Alpha Ramsey.

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I stepped out of the car, my heart hammering against my ribs as I stared at the imposing gates, the towering pack house loomed above me, its grand structure was both intimidating and mind-blowing.

I felt like I had just stepped into a castle in a fantasy novel but then the realization struck me…If I had been brought here, it could only mean one thing…

I was going to be punished.

That was the only explanation.

The Lycan Leader wanted to punish me for what had happened at the gala and for not taking care of myself during my heat.

My body still ached from the rough treatment I’d received from my parents last night – and I prayed to the moon that my punishment would be something I could bear.

After this, I’m never setting foot in this world again.

The soldiers ushered me inside without much fanfare, their expression unreadable as they led me through the grand hallways of the pack house.

Everything was pristine and luxurious with a high ceiling, diamond-crusted chandeliers and walls adorned with portraits of past leaders.

I felt completely out of place, like a stain on an otherwise perfect canvas.

They led me to a room where a grey-haired man was waiting for me.

He nodded to the soldiers who let me go and left, leaving the two of us together.

“Good morning, sir!” I greeted swallowing hard, maybe, if I’m a bit respectful, my punishment might be reduced.

“My name is Seth and I’m the Alpha’s Butler,” the man said without preamble or acknowledging my greeting.

He didn’t even act like my scent was bothering him.

His face was impassive.

room until I come

behind your room if you so wish

other part of the pack

here: Breakfast will come shortly by 10 am,

sent to you during bath hours, so please cooperate and remember, do not loiter around the pack house and stick to the

your stay,” he gave me a terse bow and left before I could

his retreating back, wondering

thrown into

room? Was this the Lycan Leader’s attempt to punish me by showing me life could be good before I’m shipped

all the worst-case scenarios I could think of and it was worse since I didn’t come with my phone

bear the tension anymore, and needing to escape the

myself in a vast, beautifully maintained garden with a maze of neatly trimmed hedges,

I felt my

to focus on the gentle breeze and the sound

heat was spiking… from the fullness of the moon I had seen

a garden bench,

I muttered, trying to steady

ache between my thighs seemed

brush of the wind against my skin

to the hem of my dress, hesitantly inching

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and embarrassed at what I was about to do but the need

let my hand touch my soaking core, my finger

eyes fluttering

in my throat and a low, satisfactory moan

legs, bringing to focus the image of Alpha Ramsey

slit… feeling more desperate, more frantic… I imagined Ramsey’s breath on my face, his lips

at myself, trying to be quiet as soft moans escaped my lips,

though… no matter how much I tried,

after today… it’ll be over and I’ll

my other hand concentrated on

and I froze, mortified,

his amber eyes darkened with

was a mixture of anger, desire and

away feeling embarrassed and flustered as I tried to gather

you doing here?” I

“You shouldn’t be here.

”

you who shouldn’t be here,” he retorted and in a few long strides, he was in front of me,

hands were on me, pulling me close with a force that made

if

pressed my back against a tree, his mouth devouring mine with