The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 13: Echoes of the Past

Ramsey

After the drama with Lyla earlier at the gates this morning, I was seething with anger.

I didn’t even know if I was angry at myself for letting her just go or if I was angry with her for not sticking to the plan I had explained to her last night.

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Was she trying to test my patience? To see how far I could go? How dare she disobey me? We were mates but I was still her Lycan Leader.

I sat at the head of the round table in the situation room drumming my finger impatiently on the vinyl table.

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The room was filled with the quiet murmurings of the elders, warriors and members of the council deliberating over the sudden Feral attack last night but I couldn’t be bothered by whatever they were saying.

My mind was still fixed on Lyla.

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Not just that, I wanted her so much.

I couldn’t stop thinking about our garden encounter.

Even though it had been short and brief.

But I was also angry at her.

She had defied me again.

Lax was still angry at me for denying her but did he expect me to announce to the whole world that a mutt was my mate? Not only was she stubborn and reckless, she – No, I have to stop thinking about her.

There were bigger issues, real problems bigger than Lyla.

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“Alpha, are you listening?” My Beta, Lenny suddenly mindlinked me snapping me out of my thoughts, his eyes narrowing at me from across the table.

“You need to focus; else they would know you weren’t even listening from the beginning.

”

I nodded, straightening in my seat as I forced my attention back to the room.

An emergency meeting had to be held today following the attack of Feral Wolves at the lower village last night.

They had killed nearly 50 Omegas and injured about 100, hence the emergency meeting.

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“It doesn’t make sense!” Elder Vitalis muttered drumming on the table, copying my previous movement as he gestured wildly with frustration on his face.

“There was no warning! Feral attacks always come with some sort of sign – an omen or even the arrival of the Moonsinger.

But this one, nothing! They just appeared!”

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“My thoughts exactly,” Elder Mira, a silver-haired woman sighed leaning forward.

“How is it even possible?” she continued “The last recorded Feral attack was nearly 10,000 years ago.

Didn’t they say that the last Moonsinger wiped out the Dark One and his Feral armies? How could they still exist? How could we have been so wrong?”

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The room erupted with worried voices as everyone tried to speak at the same time.

the beginning of another

we even prepared for them? I

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in closer, peering at the map

they didn’t

the White Mountain

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gasped with shock but I could

Throne in the White Mountain region wasn’t just any territory; it was our seat of power,

attack on us was a direct challenge, like a warning to the

back… after all these years, it can only mean

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raising, to be the leader my people needed but somehow my thoughts kept drifting

safe? Had she arrived home? I had asked for her phone

a piece of paper in my

give her a call?

his throat

and had preferred instead to lodge at

said quietly but firmly “The battle hasn’t started and we’re

this room, I know

years already, details of that battle are still vivid in my

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fear death neither do

had wiped them out

the dark one leading them this time around… the Last Moonsinger had died side

possibility that…” he paused

“You need to send word to all the Alphas

them and the people of this

ready to defend their

”

who was the same rank as my grandfather spoke,

where my mother is from

aid from

first orchestrated

send our warriors to these smaller packs, and the White Moon Throne

bigger packs until the threat is over?”

good suggestion, Alpha,” They all

them?” Elder Thorne suddenly asked, his

survived the last

Moonsinger… we’ll not even survive an hour

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wolves mean that a Moonsinger

nodded “But they could still be an infant, a pup, a toddler

know the form they take

Moonsinger, there’s not much

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the years, we’ve protected our world with the best of our resources and abilities and unless

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other in despair,

that, Eldric,”

into thinking we can defend

it’s time

don’t know how long until the next attack but

”

cross that bridge when we come to it,” I said

gathering all our armies and preparing for the

we cannot sit around waiting for the

”

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Alpha,” my grandfather turned to me, “It’s

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tensed glaring at

“Really? Now?” I queried.