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 of another Great

even prepared for them?

”

at the

mention, they didn’t just attack anywhere,

the White Mountain Territory… right near

”

room gasped with shock but

just any territory;

was a direct challenge, like a warning to the

One of the warriors sighed, his eyes wide with fear “If the Ferals are coming back… after

”

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concerns everyone was raising, to be the leader my people needed

she safe? Had she arrived home? I had asked for

on a piece of paper in my

I give her a call? Wouldn’t

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

and had preferred instead to lodge

“The battle hasn’t started and we’re

room, I know what it means to

of that battle are

”

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do they retreat until they bring nothing but chaos

out but

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

slight possibility

me, “You need

and the people of this

must be ready to

”

grandfather spoke, “Some

the pack where my mother is from

they get any aid from the White Moon Throne?”

was first orchestrated here,

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

we merge those smaller packs with bigger packs until the threat

suggestion, Alpha,”

supposed to fight them?” Elder Thorne

barely survived the last

not even survive an hour fighting

”

Feral wolves mean that a Moonsinger has

nodded “But they could still be

they take until

there’s not much

”

Moonsinger has not appeared for 10,000 years now,” My grandfather said quietly “Over the years, we’ve protected our world with the best of our resources and abilities and unless anyone in the room knows where and who the Moonsinger

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other in despair, with fear

that, Eldric,” Elder

not foolishly deceive ourselves into thinking we can defend our territories without

She turned to me “Perhaps, it’s time we start

long until the next attack

”

I nodded, “But let’s cross that bridge when

focus on gathering all our

grandfather is right, we cannot sit around waiting for the

”

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Alpha,” my grandfather turned to me,

”

tensed glaring

“Really? Now?” I queried.