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.

until I

can stroll out to the garden behind your room if you so wish

not allowed access to any other part of the pack

come shortly by 10

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

he gave me a terse bow and left before I

his retreating back,

had expected to be thrown into the dungeon or

Leader’s attempt to punish me by showing me life could be good before

all the worst-case scenarios I could think

tension anymore, and needing to escape the suffocating atmosphere, I wandered

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

I felt

gentle breeze and the sound of birds but it

of the moon I had seen last night, I knew today

managed to settle onto a

grip!” I muttered, trying to steady

thighs seemed to be

body pulsed with need and every brush of the

to the hem

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

my soaking core, my finger slipping beneath my glistening

my eyes fluttering shut

my throat and a low, satisfactory

to focus the image of Alpha Ramsey from last

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

be quiet as soft moans escaped my lips, my

though… no matter how much I tried, it wasn’t enough to

be over

playing with them while my other hand concentrated on the pool below but

open and I froze, mortified, my heart

darkened

and something darker that made my heart

tried to gather myself but the

you doing here?” I

“You shouldn’t be here.

”

is my house – my garden – my pack, it is you who shouldn’t be here,” he retorted and in a few

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

heated, desperate kiss as if he was trying to devour every ounce of restraint

into him, my hands tangling in his hair as he pressed my back against