The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 233 233: Pre-coronation...

Ramsey

I stepped off the jet and inhaled deeply, as my gaze swept across the familiar terrain of Blue Ridge.

"So much for security," I scoffed under my breath, surprised that there weren't warriors here already blazing with guns to stop us. Didn't they pick the jet in their security radar?

It had been a while since I was last here. I stared at my watch – the journey had taken exactly thirty minutes, just as planned and if everything went well, I should be on my way back to White Moon before evening. I wanted to round off every discussion with Nathan today.

Because this is going to be the last time I come to make peace.

The easiest way to trick people like him is to give them the illusion that they're in charge. It messes with their reasoning and that's exactly what I've been doing with Nathan so far. To Nathan, he feels he calls the shots and can do whatever pleases him but I've anticipated everything he's doing.

I've always reserved the benefit of the doubt for him because of Lyla but more than once, he has proven me right. Nathan was driven by greed, power and revenge. He didn't even love, Lyla that much, he loved the idea of owning her. Of being with someone who is constantly bullied, someone who can be weak around him.

Someone who would see him as a saviour… just the way, Lyla did in the past and maybe still does. But the real Nathan… is a personality, darker than what you can imagine. I turned to the pilot and the warrior who had accompanied me. "Stay with the jet. I'll send further instructions once I've assessed the situation." The warrior nodded.

Both men bowed their heads in acknowledgement and without another word, I strode towards the heart of Blue Ridge. Nathan's office building precisely.

My last visit here – at this side of the pack, had been when Lyla had first arrived after staying away for four years. I had been so desperate to see Lyla. I remembered how young and uncertain I'd felt then, despite my position as a Lycan Leader. The irony wasn't lost on me – I'd come here simply wanting to catch a glimpse of her. I didn't dare dream that she would want me back or fate would play her back into my arms.

Now she was mine, after everything.

A fond smile crept onto my lips as I remembered how she had hastily said yes. It just felt right. Staring at her down there, looking as if she would burst out into tears any moment, I had felt so much love that I just said the first thing that came to my mind.

Now, I'll be hers forever.

My signet ring caught the sunlight as I walked through the pack grounds, walking past several checkpoints without being stopped. It was a silent way to remind everyone of my position and the guards only straightened their postures but made no move to stop me.

Instead, their eyes followed my movement, with a mixture of fear and respect – as always my position as a Lycan Leader preceded me and I was also convinced that Nathan hadn't informed them all of his rebellion.

glass building that housed Nathan's office loomed ahead, I spotted Nathan standing with a group of people, gesturing animatedly about something while the people standing around him

that same spot, pretending I was worried that he would stop our trade rights when I was searching

slowed my steps. Nathan was the reason I was here. I was expecting conflict, and

the people standing around him must have noticed me and alerted Nathan of my presence because, in the next few seconds,

emotions. For a moment, we simply stared at each other… the air between

that's how it's going to be, Nathan

curved into a knowing smile as

not a

the people with him

did you breach our security protocols and come here without prior information?" he bellowed as he stood in

I guess? I

He looked stunned.

came here for my wife – Lyla!" I paused

you that audience to sit and discuss with you, Ramsey Kincaid.

want to go to, Nathan. I don't follow rules or protocols, they do not

here?" he asked

know why I'm

He scoffed. "Enlighten me."

routes to

immediately. "I don't answer to the the

Because you and I both know that severing ties

for a few seconds. When he was done, he stared at me without flinching. "You don't get it, do you? We're tired,

think you can just declare independence and everything will be fine?" I challenged. "That's not how this works. You know that, Nathan. You've always

he didn't respond. He was displaying an

"What has she done to deserve being thrown into

expressiuon darkened. "It's between me and her and who told you

narrowed my eyes. "You're making a mistake,