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 of another Great

even prepared for them?

”

peering at

mention, they didn’t just attack anywhere,

White Mountain Territory… right near

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room gasped with shock but I could understand

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

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

wide with fear “If the Ferals are coming back… after

”

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everyone was raising, to be the leader

arrived home? I had

piece of paper in my

a call? Wouldn’t

grandfather, Eldric, cleared his throat

the meeting started and had preferred instead to lodge at the window staring

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

in this room, I know what it means to fight a

of that battle are still vivid in

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

them out but it’s not surprising that

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

there’s a slight possibility that…” he paused and

turned to me, “You need to send word to all the Alphas of the

and the

pack must be ready

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grandfather spoke, “Some of these

the pack where my mother is

they get any aid from the White Moon Throne?” she

first

these smaller packs, and the White Moon Throne falls, what will become of our

those smaller packs with bigger packs until the threat is over?”

a good suggestion, Alpha,” They all

fight them?” Elder Thorne

barely survived the last

a Moonsinger… we’ll not even survive an hour

”

the Feral wolves mean that

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

know the form they take until they reveal

not

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resources and abilities and unless anyone in the room knows where and

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looked at each other in despair, with

Eldric,” Elder Mira

thinking we can defend

turned to me “Perhaps, it’s

until the next attack but we must be

”

cross that bridge when we come to it,”

now, we must focus on gathering all

we cannot sit around waiting for

”

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my grandfather turned to me, “It’s time for

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tensed glaring at

“Really? Now?” I queried.