The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 275 275: A hint or not...

Ramsey

My face remained impassive. This wasn't what I had expected.

"Congratulations," I said coolly. "Although I won't be able to attend, I will send my felicitations. Or perhaps Lenny can go on my behalf." I turned to leave. "If there's nothing else…"

Before I could take a step, Cassidy was behind me instantly, her arms wrapping around my waist as she pressed her face against my back, desperately clinging to me. Her voice trembled with sobs.

"Please, Ramsey. I still love you," she sobbed. "I can't do this – I can't marry him. I don't want to. I need you. I need us."

I stiffened at her touch, feeling my irritation for her heighten. Gently, but firmly, I pried her arms away from my body. "Cassidy, respect yourself. This display is so beneath you. Do you want to be accused of infidelity even before you marry?"

I began to move again, but she darted ahead of me, blocking my path. Her eyes were red-rimmed, wild and pleading.

"I don't care, Ramsey. I don't care if I'm called a slut or whatever, I cannot be with another man. It is you my heart beats for. Please."

"Don't make me ask, Seth to move you," I said through gritted teeth. "We've been over this several times."

"You know I am the solution," she continued ignoring my threat. Even her voice seemed steadier now. "Why are you hesitating? How many more packs need to fall before you make up your mind? Today, it's White Moon. Tomorrow, it could be mine. Or White Hill. Or White Cloud. How many people will die before you do what needs to be done?"

I stared at her realizing that Xander had gotten through to her. To think for a moment, I had almost dismissed that possibility. I couldn't believe she was part of Xander's plan after all. That manipulative bastard had gotten to her and fed her the same line about the White Moon Throne and marriage.

"Marrying you is not the right thing, Cassidy Thorne. I am not going to marry you to solve a problem that shouldn't exist in the first place."

"He is dangerous, Ramsey. The Dark One would make good all his threats. He said today was just a display of what he would do."

"Why is he using you to warn me?" I scoffed, feeling my patience running on zeros now. "He doesn't have the balls or did you pressurize him into keeping to his end of the bargain and this is him keeping it?"

power of the White Moon Throne is real. This

of me. "Go back and tell him that he won't pressure me into unlocking the power of the White Moon

with pain and frustration, but I didn't care. I started for the front door. The sound of her quiet, broken sobs echoed faintly behind me as I walked away. But I

Cassidy would be fine.

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pocket, Xander's warning, Cassidy's pleading. Nathan's threats. The pieces of the puzzle refused to fit together in a way that made sense and

clear – someone was playing a dangerous game and I was being manoeuvred like

behind deliberately, of that I

all a ploy to drive me into desperation, to manipulate me into taking

something deeper at

more importantly, what was I going

not be manipulated any longer and it is time I take control of the narrative, to stop reacting and start acting. First I need to clear my heart of all the doubts I had about Lenny. If Lenny is a killer as Gamma Darius had claimed,

wholeheartedly and all these days without keeping him in the loop of everything I know, it's been hard for

about Lyla and Nathan and that is to reach out again. Maybe speak to Lyla and listen carefully for any hints. Then it would help me deal

I was done with the thoughts, there was a brief knock on the door. I knew

bloodied and mudded and his usually calm demeanour seemed to be radiating tension alerting me instantly. I rose to

and made him sit down, then I crossed the room to the small kitchenette and poured a glass of whiskey

all in one go. I just sat opposite him, waiting for him to calm down. When he did, he raised his eyes and met mine. Our gazes held

it was me but fine, I didn't exactly like the guy because he's like a one-man squad and I felt he was always doing certain things to gain validation from you and not because they needed to be done but, the thought of killing him has never crossed

nodded and rose from my

be capable of killing him but then, what is the real

she treats me politely. Besides, I would never compete with

my lips. "Earlier, I discovered that she left her ring back at the pack house. Right

as surprised as I was when I had first discovered it too. "I thought she