The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 378

Chapter 378: Red flags and wreckage...

Lyla

I sat in Paul’s car in front of my house, my hands folded protectively over my growing belly as an uncomfortable silence stretched between us. The afternoon had started innocently enough.

I’d gone to farmer’s market to pick out some fresh vegetables because I was craving it. I also didn’t want to go with Ramsey. The last time I went with him, the women had swooned around him, asking for his number.

Some of the bold ones even took pictures.

The only thing that had stopped me from actually fighting that day was how Ramsey had ignored every one of them, focusing on me. I’d left the market with open glares from the women.

Coincidentally, I ran into Paul after I finished shopping, nearly three days after he’d visited us, and he offered to drive me home.

Now I was beginning to regret accepting his offer.

I turned toward Paul, managing a polite smile.

"Thank you for bringing me home," I said, reaching for the door handle. "I appreciate you taking the time to—"

My words died as I tried the handle and found it wouldn’t budge. The door was locked.

I tried again, noticing the door wouldn’t budge. I tugged again, harder this time. Nothing. The door was really locked.

Paul’s hand suddenly covered mine, his fingers warm and unwelcome against my skin. I pulled back instinctively, a warning bell going off in my mind as I turned to face him.

"What do you think you’re doing?" I asked, trying to keep the anger simmering inside me from showing in my voice.

Paul turned to me with pleading eyes that I’d never noticed before. Desperate, hungry eyes that made my skin crawl. "I love you, Lyla. I’ve loved you for the longest time, and you broke my heart. You showed up a few days ago with a husband, pregnant with his child. What am I supposed to do with these feelings?"

I blinked. "What?"

"I’ve loved you for the longest time," he said, leaning close. "I swear."

I sighed, rubbing at my temple.

"You sound ridiculous, Paul. We never even got around to you asking me out. Why should I feel entitled to your feelings?"

"But you were nice to me that day at the office," he insisted, his voice taking on a wheedling quality. "You agreed to go out with me."

to be polite," I shot back, my anger building. "You were my colleague

the door handle again, pulling on it frantically. "Get over yourself and open

eyes, leaning back against his seat. When

said, his voice taking on a bitter edge. "You always had this snobbish air

seeing Paul in college, nor had I crossed paths with him before I started working at the firm. What on

living in this old, dingy house with some nobody, you could have everything with

compose myself while frantically working the door handle, but it wouldn’t

this door right now," I said, my voice deadly

me with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. "If you agree to one date with me, I’ll open the door.

soon be a mother. You’re completely

toward me with eyes blazing. "You don’t know what you’re

insane," I

"I’m in love."

I’ll shout and the neighbours

said quietly. "I

belt and moved to reach for me. That was when I felt it.

metal, the door was ripped clean

if it were made of cardboard. His expression was blank, too calm, but I could see the storm raging in his dark eyes, and through our mate

car and rushed into his arms. He dropped the mangled door with a crash and wrapped me in his protective embrace, his body trembling with

asked quietly, his voice was strained, and it

never seen

my head against his chest, breathing in

"Good," he said simply.

and ripped the driver’s side door off as well, the metal screaming in protest as it separated from the

sat frozen in place, mouth open

"What the hell—?"

his now-doorless car, his

the hell do you

force to leave a

try to trap my wife?" Ramsey’s voice was deadly quiet. "Who the fuck

he clawed at Ramsey’s iron grip around his throat. Blood began trickling from where his

them, trying to pull my husband’s arm away from Paul’s

our bond, I could feel his rage like a living

face was turning purple, his struggles growing

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