The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 221 221: Seeds of rebellion I

Nathan

I stood behind the heavy wooden desk in one of the small rooms behind the Blue Ridge meeting hall, scanning last-minute documents that required my attention.

I could hear voices and scattered laughter coming from the meeting hall filled with Alphas from both the Southern and Western Regions – their presence today marked my growing influence.

They were all waiting for my arrival. I loved it… I loved being in charge, I loved being worshipped, this power suited my palate so much. Whether or not it would be difficult, I didn't want to know. All I wanted was to have all the regions in my pocket.

I wasn't worried about the Eastern and Northern regions – they had the smallest and scantiest packs. Getting them over to my side would take a few hours only. Aside from that, I was seething with anger.

I was angry with myself, with Ramsey, with Lyla. News of her and Ramsey being all over the place, displaying their affection in public was on the front page of every news outlet both online and offline.

Despite it's been a month since our ill-fated wedding, both of them have been going strong and from what I've gathered, they would be married anytime soon but that would be over my dead body. Before I allow Lyla to marry Ramsey, I would be buried six feet under the ground somewhere.

Until then, I have to make sure I keep him busy and there's nothing that Lycans hate the most when they feel their power stead is about to shift. I will make sure, Ramsey is too busy to be in love.

There was a soft knock on the door before it opened and my father entered gesturing to my Gamma and other advisors present in the room to leave. They filed out silently, closing the door behind them, and leaving us alone in silence.

to speak with you,"

relationship has been strained these past few weeks. My father had gone out of his way to avoid me even though we lived in the same house and preferred to spend his time alone in

on the papers in

me to feed Miriam. I tried earlier, but the guards refused, saying they had direct orders not to let anyone see her or

sound in the room aside from the faint crackle of

hear me?"

on my face. I nodded my head once, slow and deliberate. "I heard you, Dad." Before straightening to my full height straightening my jacket and meeting his eyes again. "I have no intention of feeding Miriam. She's not eaten for what?

days," he responded quietly. "If Lyla knows you're starving her mother, she will not be

at the insinuation. "Good thing I've stopped pleasing her. Where has that gotten

is. Besides, she's the next high priestess and you've turned down every attempt by the messengers from the Moon Temple to connect with her. You have to let her go. Whatever grudge you bear against

to your lover?"

strode past him

to me. Every Alpha in the room straightened in their seats. I continued walking until I took my

I let my gaze sweep over the gathered men before speaking. "Thank you, everyone, for finally honouring my invitation and coming down to Blue Ridge. Today, I have something important to

white screen at the podium. "But first, I

showing carefully prepared charts and graphs. I had to put together a team for that. The first screen displayed the excessive taxation imposed

figures. "Look at the taxes and resources we werewolves provide to the Lycans." I shifted to the next screen. "Here you can see a detailed analysis each pack has provided – the crops, the livestock, the raw materials. Yet the Lycans offer nothing in return.