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.

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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 of

we even prepared for them? I doubt

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closer, peering at the

to mention, they didn’t just attack

the White Mountain Territory…

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the room gasped with shock but I

wasn’t just any territory; it was our

like a warning

are coming back… after all these years, it can only

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the concerns everyone was raising, to be the leader

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

a piece of paper in

a call? Wouldn’t I look

my grandfather, Eldric, cleared his throat from where he was

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

“The battle hasn’t started and we’re

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

it’s been 10,000 years already, details of that

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neither do they retreat until they bring nothing but

them out but it’s not surprising that

be sure it is the dark one leading them this time around… the Last Moonsinger had died side by side

a slight possibility that…” he paused and

to me, “You need to send

them and the people

must be ready

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of the older Elders who was the same rank as my grandfather spoke,

the pack where my mother is

from the White Moon Throne?”

was first

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

we merge those smaller packs with bigger packs until

suggestion, Alpha,”

fight them?”

barely survived the

even survive

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appearance of the Feral wolves mean that a Moonsinger

Elder Thorne nodded “But they could still be

they take

a Moonsinger, there’s not much we

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the best of our resources and abilities and unless anyone in the room knows

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in despair, with fear

that, Eldric,”

not foolishly deceive ourselves into thinking we can defend

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

until the next

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

on gathering all our armies and

is right, we cannot sit around waiting for the

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me, “It’s time for you to pick a

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glaring at

“Really? Now?” I queried.