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.

this room until I come with further instructions,”

room if you so wish but not

of the pack

by 10 am,

to you during bath hours, so please cooperate and remember, do

a terse bow and left before I could

back, wondering why

be thrown into

the Lycan Leader’s attempt to punish me

scenarios I could think of and

the suffocating atmosphere, I

with a maze of

time, I felt my

breeze and

the fullness of the moon I had seen

onto a garden

I muttered,

between my thighs seemed to be growing

with need and every brush of

to the hem of my dress, hesitantly

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

let my hand touch my soaking core, my finger slipping beneath my

my back against the garden bench, my eyes fluttering shut as heat surged through me at my

and a low, satisfactory

to focus the

more frantic… I imagined Ramsey’s breath on

rubbed at myself, trying to be quiet as soft moans escaped

wasn’t enough, though… no matter how much I tried, it wasn’t enough to quench the burning need

today… it’ll be over

them while my other hand concentrated on the pool below

and I froze, mortified, my

Ramsey stood there, watching me, his amber eyes darkened with an intensity that

mixture of anger, desire and

to gather myself but the look in his eyes told me it was too late -he’s seen

are you doing

“You shouldn’t be here.

”

he retorted and in a

I could utter another word, Ramsey’s hands were on me, pulling

a heated, desperate kiss as if he was trying to

he pressed