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.

the modern glass building that housed Nathan's office loomed ahead, I spotted Nathan standing with a group of people, gesturing

I was worried that he would stop our trade rights when I was searching for

slowed my steps. Nathan was the reason I was here. I was expecting conflict, and violence even… it was Nathan and I

have noticed me and alerted Nathan of my presence because, in the next few seconds, Nathan suddenly turned. Our eyes met across the

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

scoffed. "So, that's how it's

lips curved into a knowing smile as I watched his obvious failed attempt to appear unbothered. After a while, he

not a

dismissed the people with him and started walking towards

here without prior information?" he bellowed as he stood in front of me. I had ruffled him… he was

Leader. The coronation is tomorrow I guess? I saw the hidden banners

He looked stunned.

here for my wife – Lyla!" I paused

audience to sit and discuss with you, Ramsey Kincaid.

Nathan. I don't follow rules or protocols, they do not apply to me. I simply did all of those before just to

you here?" he

why I'm here," I

He scoffed. "Enlighten me."

cut off trade routes to the White

don't answer to the

to me, Nathan. Because you and I both know that severing ties with the White Mountain Region

me without flinching. "You don't get it, do you? We're tired, Ramsey. We're tired of being treated like

works. You know that, Nathan. You've always known that but something in your tiny mind keeps assuring you that you

didn't respond. He was

Miriam?" I continued. "What has she done to deserve being

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

my eyes. "You're making a