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.

grabbing my arm. "Even if you

my arm and turned to face her

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

at her for a moment before

take care of that,"

it faded as I walked past her into the bedroom. She followed after me only to stop short when she saw me pouring red wine from a decanter into a

set for us yesterday to

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

turned back to Clarissa who stood frozen in the balcony doorway. "Even if I were drugged or out of my mind. I would

hand on the handle, I threw over my shoulders. "This arrangement was never about

opened the door, Clarissa's voice rang out, stopping me in my

you walk out that door, Nathan," she said, a tear rolled down her cheek. "I will expose you. Everything you've done – every dark secret, every manipulation, I will tell them

again. I had a bored expression

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

must, Clarissa," I said in a chilling whisper. "But know this – if you try to

but she quickly masked it with a

I said simply before turning and walking

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

stop with your antics? It's getting tiring and boring at the same

for anything," she said. "I will expose you for all the

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

purred. "And which of the murders will you start with, Clarissa? Hmmm? Alpha

after his father the same time I was appointed but they had it coming, 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 what they got – just like every other person I've dealt with who thought they