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.

this be the beginning of another

prepared for them? I

”

at the map laid out before

mention, they didn’t

hit close to the White Mountain

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room gasped with shock

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

challenge, like a warning to the strongest pack in

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

”

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

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

of

I give her a call?

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

had preferred instead

but firmly “The battle hasn’t

this room, I know

years already, details of that

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fear death neither do they retreat until they bring

out

it is the dark one leading them this time around… the Last Moonsinger

there’s a slight possibility that…” he

need

the people

ready to

”

as my grandfather spoke, “Some of these packs barely have the arsenal to

where my mother is from

any aid from the White

was first orchestrated

to these smaller packs, and the White Moon

bigger packs

good suggestion,

supposed to fight them?” Elder Thorne suddenly asked,

barely survived the last

even

”

of the Feral wolves mean that a Moonsinger has been born?”

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

form they take until

Moonsinger, there’s not much we can

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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 is… then it’s time we stop relying on things that cannot

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at each other in despair,

Eldric,” Elder

deceive ourselves into thinking we can defend

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

know how long until the

”

let’s cross that bridge

now, we must focus on gathering all our armies and preparing

is right, we cannot sit around waiting

”

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me, “It’s time for you to

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glaring at my

“Really? Now?” I queried.