The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

97 Funeral day …

Lyla

My father would be laid to rest today .

It’s been a hectic week so far , from working hand in hand with Beta Jeremy , to inspecting the work done by every sub – department we had to put together for the funeral and then making sure that all the guests have safe passage to Blue Ridge .

This would be the second funeral I would be attending the first was Nathan’s mother , the second my father .

The funeral hall was filled with heavy silence as our guests trooped in , each one of them stopping to murmur quiet condolences to us where we were standing at the entrance of the hall , my mother and sister flanking me at both sides .

I was dressed in black , barely taking note of the words each person was saying , I was too nervous to concentrate .

Today wasn’t just about grieving my father ; it was about facing the ghosts of my past the one person I hadn’t seen in four years .

Ramsey.

I was dreading seeing him here … He arrived at midnight and was staying in the guest room prepared for him in the pack house .

I had tried to push the thought of him from my mind and to focus solely on honoring the memory of my father but the anticipation was killing me .

As the guests kept coming , my eyes scanned each face , my chest tightening as the minutes dragged on , just when I was going to convince myself that he might come later on , my breath caught in my throat when I spotted a familiar figure .

–

Even in the throng , he still stood out tall , towering with broad shoulders that made him seem bigger than his original height .

His short dark hair was cut in wavy length , stopping just at the nape of his neck – he used to wear it longer .

The years didn’t diminish his beauty – he was still as handsome as ever with a face that would disarm even the coldest of hearts and amber

eyes that met mine now .

Our gazes locked and for a heartbeat , I felt that familiar tug , like the one I’d felt four years ago , when I had seen him in that gala hall … even now , all I wanted was to go to him , to wrap myself in his arms and to let him fuck me until my legs turn to rubber .

I squeezed my thighs together , swallowing as I pushed the immoral thought from my mind .

I owed

my father that much .

As he moved through the crowd towards me , I could barely breathe , my body was frozen as I watched him come .

I didn’t even notice my sister , Clarssia shifting beside me or the guest politely waiting for my

attention .

“ Lyla , Clarissa hissed , nudging me back to the present .

I blinked , pulling my gaze away from Ramsey , realizing now that he was standing a few feet in front of me .

That was when I noticed the dark – haired woman perched possessively on his arms , flashing diamond ring that looked expensive on the third finger of her left hand .

Of course , it was Cassidy and no one else .

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97 Funeral day ….

a smug , disdainful look

my emotions , I bowed

Alpha Ramsey ,” I said quietly , keeping

as he gave me a

your loss , Lyla ,” he said gently

not trusting

moved over to my mother , taking

Luna Vanessa ,” he said softly ,

I’m deeply sorry about

Logan was an incredible man and he’ll be

mother nodded ; her eyes

Thank you , Alpha

lot to us to have you here

I feel right now , knowing that Logan played a role in keeping

”

first I had

presence as if

We’ll forever be indebted to your family

doing okay

? his eyes flicked to her engorged stomach causing my mother to

be fine , Alpha

… ”

to Clarissa , murmuring comforting words to her as well while my gaze wandered back

mocking smile as she stepped closer to me , her eyes running the length of my body

, well ,” she sneer “ see you haven’t changed much since I last

tacky sense of dressing , always looking out

arched my brow , refusing to mind

, sniffing

I don’t smell your pheromones either , have you gotten a wolf yet ? Is that it ? Or does it mean you’re

a thousand ready retort on the tip of my lips but I decided not

today , I told myself

all

turned away from her , moving on to greet the next guest , trying to forget that

felt the briefest of touches against

, I looked down and saw a small slip of

briefest of seconds before he continued into the

at the folded note , my mind spinning with

want to deal with this now ,

glad my father died

glad my father died …

Lyla .

was done greeting the last of the guests , I

I entered , scanning the room for

that my assigned spot was next

heart sank as I scanned the rows of chairs , looking for an open one but the only one available

, I walked

dignified , his amber eyes catching