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.

be the beginning of another Great

prepared for

”

leaned in closer, peering at the map laid

they didn’t just attack

Mountain Territory… right near the

”

room gasped with

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

us was a direct challenge, like a

after all these years, it can only mean one thing… the Dark One

”

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

home? I had

was on a piece of paper in my chest

I give her a call? Wouldn’t I look

his throat from where

and had preferred

quietly but firmly “The battle hasn’t started and

anyone in this room, I know what it means to

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

”

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he continued “And do not fear death neither do they retreat until they bring nothing but

we thought we had wiped them out

is the dark one leading them this time around… the

slight possibility that…” he

“You need to send word to all the

and the people of this

must be ready to defend their

”

rank as my grandfather spoke, “Some of these packs barely have the arsenal to protect themselves against

where my mother

get any aid from the White

first orchestrated here,

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

with bigger packs until

a good suggestion, Alpha,” They

are we supposed to fight them?”

survived the

we’ll not even

”

Feral wolves mean that

they could still be an infant, a pup, a toddler

know the form they

Moonsinger, there’s not much

”

world with the best of our resources and

”

despair, with fear written boldly on

say that, Eldric,” Elder Mira

we can defend our

“Perhaps, it’s time

long until the next attack but

”

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

now, we must focus on gathering all our armies

is right, we cannot sit around waiting

”

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on that Alpha,” my grandfather turned to me, “It’s time for you to

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tensed glaring at

“Really? Now?” I queried.