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.

beginning

even prepared for them? I

”

at the map laid out

didn’t just

close to the White Mountain Territory… right near

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in the room gasped with shock but I could understand

just any territory; it was our seat of power, the heart

was a direct challenge, like a warning to the strongest

fear “If the Ferals are coming back… after all these years, it can only mean one thing… the Dark One still lives

”

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be the leader my people needed but somehow my thoughts kept drifting back

she arrived home? I had asked

was on a piece of

a

Eldric, cleared his throat from

and had preferred instead to lodge

but firmly “The battle hasn’t

anyone in this room, I know what it

been 10,000 years already, details of that battle are still

”

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relentless,” he continued “And do not fear death neither do they

them out

leading them this time around… the Last Moonsinger had

slight possibility that…” he

“You need to send word to all

and the people

be ready to defend their

”

as my grandfather spoke, “Some of these packs barely have the arsenal to

where my

any aid from the White Moon Throne?” she

first

smaller packs, and the White

about we merge those smaller packs with bigger packs until

suggestion, Alpha,”

are we supposed to fight them?”

survived the

not even survive an

”

appearance of the Feral wolves mean

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

form they take until they

not much we

”

years now,” My grandfather said quietly “Over the years, we’ve protected our world with the best of our resources and abilities and unless anyone in the room knows where and who the Moonsinger is… then

”

other in despair, with fear written boldly on

that, Eldric,” Elder

foolishly deceive ourselves into thinking we can

turned to me “Perhaps, it’s time we

don’t know how long until the next attack but we

”

“But let’s cross that bridge when we come to it,” I said

focus on gathering all our armies and

right, 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.