The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 375

Chapter 375: Holding down the fort

Lenny

"What do you mean?"

I gestured at the chaos surrounding me, even though she couldn’t see it. I know we’ve just talked about it a while ago, but I still needed to talk more.

"I mean, he just packed his bags and left. Didn’t even pretend to feel guilty about dumping all of this on me. ’Handle things while I’m gone, Lenny. You know how everything works.’ As if running a pack is some casual favour between friends."

"Aw, poor Lenny," Circe cooed mockingly. "Are you feeling unappreciated?"

"I’m feeling like I need a vacation too," I muttered, signing off on a medical supply requisition. "When was the last time I got to just disappear for weeks at a time? Never, that’s when."

"Maybe you should find yourself a nice mate," Circe suggested with false innocence. "Someone to share the burden with."

I snorted. "Right. Because that worked out so well for Ramsey, now he can’t make a single decision without considering how it affects his precious Luna."

"Lenny Stone, are you jealous of their happiness?"

The question hit closer to home than I cared to admit. "I’m not jealous. I’m practical. Ramsey used to be focused and decisive. Now he’s off playing house while the rest of us deal with reality."

"Reality like what? The pack seems to be running fine without him."

I looked around the office again, and she wasn’t wrong—things were running smoothly. Maybe too smoothly. The pack members seemed perfectly content to bring their concerns to me instead of waiting for their Alpha’s return.

I wasn’t entirely sure what the point

last time you took a break? Really took one, not just a night out with whatever flavour of

bristled at her tone. "I don’t

Maya and the baby? And Jessica’s twins? And didn’t Carmen have her little pup last

all fine," I said curtly. My four children were thriving, their mothers were happy with our arrangements, and everyone understood the terms. No complications, no

Sarah? How’s the newest addition to the Lenny Stone

automatically, then caught myself. "And she’s not

slowly. "Right. And

that somewhere out there was a

without needing to complicate things with fairy tale promises," I said firmly. "Not everyone needs to find their ’one true love,’ Circe. Some of us

happy," she mused. "Is that what you

things casual. My father had been a romantic, too, once upon a time. He’d believed in true love and forever promises right up until the day my mother walked out on us both. I was twelve when she decided that mate bonds weren’t as binding as everyone claimed, that she’d rather chase

a woman who was never coming back. He’d died still believing she might

my happiness, made my own rules, and kept my heart safely locked away where no one could

"Lenny? You still there?"

chains." The lie came easily. "Look, I should probably

consider taking a night off? I know Maya mentioned wanting to have dinner

I’d be around

you talk to him next. And that he owes me twenty dollars—I bet

"Will do."

"Love you, stepbrother."

"You too, Circe."

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