The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 324: The Ultimatum

Ramsey

I sat across from Elder Thorne, neither of us speaking as we sized each other up. His face showed no emotion as he stared straight into my eyes, the only resemblance between him and Cassidy.

I schooled my features to hide the turmoil Lyla's rejection had caused. I had almost not attended the meeting because I was heartbroken, but I was the Lycan Leader, and my position didn't care about my emotions.

Finally, I broke the silence.

"Everyone out," I ordered the room. "Leave us."

Caius immediately leaned towards me, whispering into my ears, "Alpha, I don't think you should be alone with him. He could have weapons, or who knows what other schemes he has up his sleeves."

"It's fine, Caius," I murmured without taking my eyes off Elder Thorne. "It's fine," I repeated firmly. "Go."

He hesitated for another second before leaving the room, he and the warriors that came with Elder Thorne.

I leaned forward once the room emptied, leaving just me and Elder Thorne. "Is this really about me not keeping the agreement and marrying Cassidy, or is there more?"

He scoffed, eyeing me with pure disdain. "Even if you were served to me on a golden plate, I would never take you as a son-in-law. This whole marriage saga was my wife's idea entirely, and your grandfather bought it."

I nodded, "Then why do you have your warriors in front of my pack's gate? What's the occasion? Why didn't you send warriors when I sent messages about the Dark One's forces? I asked for help multiple times."

He laughed dryly, meeting my gaze. "You are fighting a lost battle, Ramsey Kincaid. You won't win, and you know it. You won't win against the Dark One. I know that much. Plus, I'm simply fulfilling the prophecy."

"Prophecy?" I prodded, though I suspected I knew what was coming.

"Your grandfather didn't mention it to you, did he?" Thorne's eyes gleamed. "That you might be a bastard? The White Moon Throne doesn't belong to you in the first place. All that talk about it choosing you is true, but you're too slow in doing what is required of you."

nodded slowly. "So, I've heard. My grandfather told me many stories, but I've chosen not to believe because none of you have been truthful, and I won't trust your reports alone until I see hardcore evidence. But

his fathers before him stole something from us. Many things, but one in particular—the Standing Stone. It's been hidden inside the Moon Temple for generations and was brought here by the High Priestess

wondering what he was talking about. He sounded sane. His voice was the same, his pupils were not dilated.

you need it urgently? If I recall, there are a few in White Lake. I know this because we walked past its

head, leaning backwards in his chair. "The Standing Stone and not the standing stones. It's just

a minute, staring at him, wondering if my ears were

you do with this stone?" I

with the Dark One. Turns out he's not as unreasonable as the stories make him seem. I guess he's tired of waiting for you to take the initiative and be mated to

scoffed. "You don't have to resort to

occupied the White Moon Throne. Everyone here, be it from White Hill or White Cloud, is connected to my

confessing that you

"That's what we all are, Ramsey. You're an affair between your great-grandfather, although he wasn't from around here, and my great-grandmother Ellara. That's why he could pass you off as Elaine's child based on resemblance. She was barren;

him, wondering how to

who lives here today is a link to Ellara White. We're all her children. Different surnames, a few of us married outside the region, but it's

greatly rigged. Generations of sacrifice using the pheromones of innocent Omegas," I fired

thing the Dark One has been after for the longest time. The last time the power of the White Moon Throne was used…" he paused for a minute. "Ellara and her twin sister Elaine. They won a lot of battles with it, made the werewolves submit

using this so-called standing

he nodded. The Dark One has some of it, but the last piece—the Luna stone—is missing

handing over the Throne to him. Don't you want to claim

I'm tired of putting up with your side

I asked, interrupting him. I was tired of

"Yes," he nodded.

the stone will give you control of the

will." Thorne leaned forward. "The stone recognises true leadership blood. With it, I can prove my family's rightful claim and restore balance to the region. I will also teach you how to be a Lycan Leader, not this

He wasn't just after the Throne—he was after legitimacy

a stone as a bargaining chip. The only thing that was true here was that he wanted to rule. I didn't believe him one bit about this so-called Luna