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

even prepared for them? I

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at the map laid out before

didn’t just attack

close to the White Mountain Territory… right near

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in the room gasped with

wasn’t just any

challenge, like a warning to the strongest pack

in trouble!” One of the warriors sighed, his eyes wide with fear “If the Ferals are coming back… after all these years, it can only mean one

”

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be the leader my people needed but

safe? Had she arrived home? I had asked for her phone number

a piece of paper in my chest

her a call? Wouldn’t I look

Eldric, cleared his throat

and had preferred instead to lodge at the window staring into

firmly “The

I know what

years already, details of that battle

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not fear death neither do they retreat until they bring nothing but chaos

wiped them out but it’s not surprising that they

time around… the

there’s a slight possibility that…” he

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

the

pack must be ready to

”

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

pack where my mother

aid from the White Moon Throne?” she

first orchestrated here,

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

smaller packs with bigger packs until the threat is

suggestion,

are we supposed to fight them?” Elder

barely survived the

Moonsinger… we’ll not even survive an hour fighting

”

doesn’t the appearance of the Feral wolves mean that

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

cannot know the form they take until

there’s not much we

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

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looked at each other in despair, with fear written boldly on

say that, Eldric,” Elder Mira

thinking we can defend our

it’s time we start searching for the

know how long until the next attack but we must be

”

bridge when we come

now, we must focus on gathering all our

we cannot sit around

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turned to me, “It’s time for you to

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tensed glaring

“Really? Now?” I queried.