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

for them?

”

at the map laid

mention, they didn’t just attack

close to the White Mountain Territory… right near the White

”

gasped with shock but I

any territory; it was our seat

a direct challenge, like a warning to the strongest pack in

sighed, his eyes wide with fear “If the Ferals are coming back… after all these

”

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

Had she arrived home? I had

on a piece of paper in my

give her a call? Wouldn’t I look

his throat from where

had preferred

“The battle hasn’t

I know what it

of that battle are still vivid

”

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neither do they retreat until they bring nothing but chaos

we thought we had wiped them out but

be sure it is the dark one leading them this time around…

there’s a slight possibility that…” he paused

turned to me, “You need to send word to all

the

ready to defend their

”

of the older Elders who was the same rank as my grandfather spoke, “Some of these packs barely

pack where my mother

get any aid from the White Moon Throne?” she

attack was first

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

packs with bigger packs until the threat is over?” I

good suggestion, Alpha,”

to fight them?” Elder Thorne suddenly asked, his

barely survived the last

not even

”

doesn’t the appearance of the Feral wolves mean that a

still be an infant, a pup, a toddler or something

cannot know the form they take until they

not much

”

of our resources and abilities and unless anyone in the

”

in despair, with fear written

that, Eldric,” Elder

ourselves into thinking we can defend our territories without the

me “Perhaps, it’s time we start searching for the

long until the next attack but we

”

nodded, “But let’s cross that bridge when

now, we must focus on gathering all

grandfather is right, we cannot

”

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my grandfather turned to me, “It’s time

”

glaring at my

“Really? Now?” I queried.