The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 258 258: The truth about Corvus II...

Neriah

I stared at him trying to understand what he meant.

"My grandfathers? The mastermind behind ritual?"

He nodded with a sly smile. "I discovered it too late, Neriah. I was a loyal servant, and I did everything by the book, but I discovered that my sister was one of the Omegas who was sacrificed."

He paused as pain flitted through his eyes. "I betrayed my people that night. I broke the oath and burned down the temple where the rituals were being performed, killing everyone inside – warriors, priests and the Alpha of the Northern Forest's younger brother…" he turned to me "Your father's brother and your uncle."

"So this is why my father has been hunting you all these years? For revenge?"

He laughed. "That's far from it, Neriah. He doesn't want me for revenge, he wants to protect you. You're the last piece of the curse."

"Last piece of the curse? What are you talking about? What do you mean?"

"You were born under the Blood Moon – the same celestial cycle that marks the Omegas destined for the forbidden ritual. So for the first time, the daughter of an Alpha is born with pheromones.

"Is that why my pheromones are so uncontrollable?" I asked him, though I was speaking to myself more. "Is this why my father has never truly loved me – because from the moment I was born, I was meant to be a sacrifice? The whole marriage arrangement with Rian is for what then?"

"A cover-up!" Corvus replied.

"A cover-up, for what?"

"The Lycan Leader isn't offering an alliance, Neriah. He's offering you as a gift to the dark gods to strengthen the Lycan bloodline and the so-called power of the White Moon Throne."

"And my father knew?" I whispered the question, hoping I would be told it was a mistake and my dad had no idea that this was happening.

Neriah. He performs the ritual. Even the High Priestess doesn't know what goes on and who are the people closest to the High Priestesses? Who are the people who can perform a ritual that is not the high priestess or a Sigma wolf? Your people, Neriah. The

thousand emotions running inside my head

will not give me away to be sacrificed just like that. You're lying to

recognized you the first time I saw you because you smell exactly like my dead sister. Her pheromones, her heat – the cursed scent. At first, I only wanted to

changed?" my eyes widened. "What are you

You're nicer than most people I meet. You weren't even afraid of me.

don't want to die and I don't want to end up

thing that comes to mind is for you to stall. You can go ahead and accept the marriage proposal but I want you to stall. Give excuses. Under no circumstance

I had to know.

followed the movement of his eyes and saw he was looking in the direction I came from. What was

for

perplexed. "You said you were

the marriage process and then slowly, I need you to try to convince the people about horrendous practices

do I have access to it. But my

for a moment before shrugging. "Ever wondered why you have

"No! why?"

to tell you something, Neriah and it might be scary but your pheromones are powerful. You having them has made you the most powerful creature in this realm,

times. My mom when she was still well, had hammered it into my head until I could hear it singing in my subconscious. Even my father had mentioned it in his anger but what is this power they were all talking about and how does it relate

time instead of knocking off your intended, you could have pretended to be going somewhere for

and my father was in front of the Pack House, he seemed to be talking to Rian. My father was

"Good morning, Father."

said briskly "Rian was just telling me that both of you have agreed that you'll be going back with him to the White Mountains and stay there to learn more

at Rian and he had a blank expression on his face but I could read his thoughts. It was as if

tight smile. "We talked about it briefly this morning but didn't conclude yet before I went out for

to conclude on a lot of things but for the time being, your joining with Rian is what is most important. Anyway," my father paused, scratching the back of his head with a smile on his face as if he was