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

to the garden behind your room if you so wish but not

other part of

shortly by 10 am, Lunch by 2

cooperate and remember, do not loiter

terse

his retreating back, wondering

thrown into

to punish me by showing me life could be good

scenarios I could think of and it

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

a vast, beautifully maintained garden with a maze of neatly trimmed

no time, I felt

the gentle breeze and the sound of birds but it was

of the moon I had seen last night, I knew today would be my

managed to settle onto a garden bench, my

a grip!” I muttered,

ache between my thighs seemed to be growing with each

and every brush of the wind against

hem of my dress,

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ashamed and embarrassed at what

soaking core, my finger slipping

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

and a low,

focus the image of Alpha Ramsey from last

a finger up and down my, wet slit… feeling more desperate, more frantic… I imagined Ramsey’s breath on my face, his lips on mine and I bucked, groaning as a wave of lust

at myself, trying to be quiet as soft moans escaped

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

craved more… after today… it’ll be over and I’ll have to wait

to my puckered nips, stretching and playing with them while my other hand concentrated on the pool below but just as I was on the

open and I froze, mortified, my heart

darkened

desire and

I croaked, yanking my hand away feeling embarrassed and flustered as I tried to gather myself but

you doing here?”

“You shouldn’t be here.

”

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

were on me, pulling me

desperate kiss as if

tangling in his hair as he pressed