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.

this be the beginning

for them? I doubt

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in closer, peering at the map laid out

they didn’t just attack anywhere,

hit close to the White Mountain Territory… right

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in the room gasped with shock but

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

was a direct challenge, like a warning to

after all these years, it can only mean one thing… the Dark One still lives amongst us and we’re not

”

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to focus on the concerns everyone was raising, to be the leader my people

home? I had asked

was on a piece of paper

I give her a call? Wouldn’t

grandfather, Eldric, cleared his throat from where

a word since the meeting started and had preferred instead

said quietly but firmly “The battle hasn’t started

than anyone in this room, I know what

already, details of that battle are still vivid

”

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relentless,” he continued “And do not fear death neither do they retreat until they bring nothing but chaos

thought we had wiped them out

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

slight possibility that…” he paused and

me, “You need to

them and the

pack must be ready to

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who was the same rank as my grandfather

the pack where my mother is from for

any aid from the

first orchestrated

the White Moon Throne falls, what will become of our

we merge those smaller packs with bigger packs

suggestion, Alpha,” They all

are we supposed to fight them?” Elder Thorne suddenly

barely survived the last

a Moonsinger… we’ll not even survive

”

doesn’t the appearance of the Feral wolves mean

they could still be an

cannot know the form they take until they reveal

not much we

”

grandfather said quietly “Over the years, we’ve protected our world with the best of our resources and abilities

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other in despair, with

that, Eldric,” Elder Mira

deceive ourselves into thinking we

“Perhaps, it’s time we start searching for

until the next attack but we must

”

that bridge when we come to it,”

all our armies

is right, we cannot

”

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that Alpha,” my grandfather turned to me,

”

tensed glaring

“Really? Now?” I queried.