The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 205 205: Confrontations and confessions...

Nathan

I stood motionless, listening to the soft shuffle of her footsteps approach from behind me. I didn't turn. I hated that she was out here.

Then I felt her fingers brush my shoulders. Her touch was as light as a feather. I turned slowly, my face was a mask of indifference that made her recoil and take a step back.

"I…I didn't see you in bed," she stammered, her fingers twisting nervously in front of her see-through nightgown. "I was worried. Are you… are you alright?"

"I'm fine!" I said coldly and turned back to staring into nothing.

She stood there for a minute before I heard her sigh. "Nath, I know a lot has happened but we cannot dwell in the past anymore. Yesterday, I had no idea that I was going to end the day as your mate. Not even in the slightest."

"And you so conveniently had a wedding dress and a ceremonial gown that is your size and your style hanging around?" I scoffed.

Then I turned to face her, moving towards her like a predator stalking its prey, forcing her to retreat until her back was pressed against the cold metal railing of the balcony. I towered above her easily, pinning her in place with my gaze.

"Let me make something perfectly clear," I continued coldly. "I will never love you, Clarissa. This marriage? I know it was orchestrated by you and your mom but guess what, it is nothing but a strategic move to protect Lyla. You're nothing more than a negotiation tool. If I were you, I would never entertain the idea of a perfect marriage with me."

Her chest heaved as she let out a bitter laugh. Tears simmered in her eyes. "You're a coward, Nathan. The purest form of cowardice I've ever seen," her voice was growing stronger with each word. "After everything I've done to help you, this is how you want to treat me? How much longer will you deny our bond?"

My expression did not waver. But I took a step back, leaning away from her. "I never forced you to prove anything to me, Clarissa and the bond is false. You're not my fated mate. You chose to do everything you did because you thought it would mean something to me. It doesn't."

I paused and leaned against her, "For some reason, you've convinced yourself that your actions would change things between us. They don't. Whatever castles you're building in your head, keep building them. But don't expect me to step inside."

Then I straightened and turned to leave.

shot out, grabbing my arm. "Even if you hate me,

hands off my arm and turned to face

if the maids don't see blood on the sheets, I'll be the talk of the entire pack. They'll whisper, they'll mock me and I won't be able to bear it. Please,

her for

take care of

faded as I walked past her into the bedroom. She followed after me only to stop short when

us yesterday to put

the bed then then dumped the deep red liquid onto the white sheets watching with glee as the wine spread, staining the fabric in

turned back to Clarissa who stood frozen in the balcony doorway. "Even if I were drugged or out of my mind. I would never sleep with you. Not by mistake. Not by design. The only woman I ever loved and will

me and her now. With my hand on the handle, I

voice rang out,

she said, a tear rolled down her cheek. "I will expose you. Everything you've done – every dark secret, every

her again. I had a bored expression on my

said. "I know everything you've done, Nathan. Do

step closer. "Do what you must, Clarissa," I said in a chilling whisper. "But know this – if you try

her eyes for a moment but she quickly masked it with a glare. "You think you

said simply before turning and walking towards the

reached the door, Clarissa darted forward, pressing her back against it. Her eyes blazed with desperation as she lifted

antics? It's getting tiring and boring at

said. "I will expose you for all

second before throwing my head back and laughing – a low, chilling sound that echoed in the dimly lit room. Slowly, I

will you start with, Clarissa?

you know. At that Gala night, you weren't there, Clarissa… I was. You had to see the way those fools mocked and touched Lyla," my face contorted with rage at the memory. "Even now, thinking about how they dared to lay their hands on her still makes my blood boil. They deserved