The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger by Ejiofor Dorcas

170 When you love someone...

Ramsey

| stood before the floor-length mirror in my room, watching as the servant meticulously adjusted my ceremonial

attire for the Harvest Moon Festival, which would begin at midnight.

My room, which used to be a sanctuary, felt suffocating despite its size. My grandfather, Elder Eldric, stood near

the tall windows, his cane lightly tapping the floor as he gazed at the servant. intently, as if taking his eyes away

would cause something to go awry.

Lenny-my Beta leaned against the small reading desk at the corner of my room, reviewing my itinerary for the

evening and remindingwhat | had to do or not while Cassidy lounged on the chaise, scrolling through her

phone. Even the servant assistingwith my attire moved silently. yet managed to add to the suffocating

atmosphere.

It was weird that | had almost everyone in the room who adored me, yet | felt like the most unloved person in the

world. For the longest time, my grandfather would always cto hang around whenever there was a big

festival to watchdress up. He loved it more than anything.

“And then, you have to recognize, Alpha Ray, his pack had the most bountiful harvest this year up West and they

paid all their taxes and pledges, too. There's also Alpha Cade, who helped a lot of the smaller packs when they

suffered through those Feral attacks months back. He sent out his warriors and protected his own pack with his

family. | heard they're all skilled warriors, Lenny was saying.

“One year after a child is born, regardless of the sex, they're made to start learning basic combat skills,” my

grandfather chirped. “So, the entire population from the West can fight. | wish we had implemented it before. It

would givepeace if | knew half the members of the White Moon Pack can deflect a blow.”

“Don’t worry, Elder Eldric, Lenny soothed him. “This generation of kids we're raising will become

skilled warriors.”

Lexhaled slowly again, wishing the knot in my chest would loosen, but my chest was still heavy with emotions |

could barely name. My mind wandered to the scene at the bonfire earlier-Lyla and Nathan. Their happiness had

radiated like the flames themselves.

Lyla’s laughter, their shared glances filled with want for each other, had stirred up a storm of conflicting

emotions within me. The image of them together refused to leave my mind. Their happiness had been genuine,

unforced. It was the kind of bond I'd always imagined for myself- the kind of bond my parents had and

something I'd never quite managed to find.

| sighed wearily, hoping the ached would subside.

“Ramsey, my grandfather broke through my thoughts. As he ccloser to me, meeting my gaze in the mirror.

“The Harvest Moon Festival would be the perfect tto announce the new date of your joining ceremony

officially. With all the packs at ease and the joy that comes from this celebration, | think it's tto

let everyone know and it would not be selfish to go ahead as

planned.”

I nodded silently, my reflection showing a perfect mask of composure they hid the turmoil

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I nodded silently, my reflection showing a perfect mask of composure they hid the turmoil

withing me.

Then my grandfather turned to Cassidy.

“Are you ready for a wedding as soon as the festival ends, my dear?”

Cassidy glanced up from her phone, her expression calm but distant. “Yes, Elder Eldric. I'm ready, she replied

evenly, though there was a quietness in her tone that | couldn't ignore. She doesn’t seem like herself these days.

My grandfather must have noticed it too, because he frowned slightly, his eyes narrowing at her. “You've been

quiet lately, Cassidy. Almost too quiet. Is everything all right?”

“I'm fine,” she replied quickly. Our gaze met for a brief moment in the mirror, but she turned away immediately,

offering a smile to my grandfather that didn’t quite reach her eyes.

We've gone for a few days, more than a week, without any altercation, and | noticed she was no longer in my

shadows like before. It was either she'd be in her pack or, if she was around, she would remain confined in her

room.

Satisfied or maybe unwilling to press further, my grandfather nodded. The servant finally finished fastening my

cloak, bowed and excused himself. My grandfather also muttered something about last-minute arrangements

and gestured for Cassidy to follow him. She rose gracefully, sparingone last lingering glance before she left

the room with my grandfather without saying a word to me.

Which was so unlike her!

| was used to her complaints and ceaseless questions about things that didn’t matter, so seeing this mute

version of her... | loved it so much.

Finally, it was justand Lenny. His gaze was on me, filled with concern and curiosity as soon as the door

clicked shut. He ccloser, folding the itinerary and tucking it into his pocket.

“Are you alright? Lenny asked softly.

| sighed and shook my head. “I'll be lying if | say | am. I'm not, Lenny”

| turned to the mirror, my reflection staring back atwith a weariness that felt bone deep. “Nathan cto

seeearlier,” | began with a hollowness in my voice. “He asked for my permission to propose to Lyla during

the Harvest Moon Festival”

Lenny’s eyes widened in surprise. “And you said yes?”

A bitter laugh escaped my lips. “I did. That was the hardest ‘yes’ I've ever given in my life. Standing there,

watching him as something insidetore apart and pretending | wasn’t green with envy, but the truth? It's

killing me.”

| adjusted my already perfect attire-moving the pins as my hands trembled slightly. “Everything the Moon Priest

said about destiny, about balance, aboutand Lyla... | don’t believe it anymore, Lenny. Not when it’s this hard:

Lenny sighed and pattedcomfortingly on my back. “She’s happy with him, Ramsey, and sometimes, the

greatest way to love someone is to let them go, knowing you cannot provide

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“Don’t | deserve to be happy?” A sad smile curved my lips. “Don’t | deserve to be with the woman my heart

loves dearly? The woman I've longed for. I'm just worried that I'll never be what Cassidy wants and it breaks my

heart every tI try to imagine our future together..

| paused, closing my eyes, literally picturing myself and Cassidy as mates. “We'll make each other unhappy; |

know that much. I wish | can love her even for a bit but, my heart is closed off from her entirely and | feel so bad

because she deserves better. She deserves a man who worships the ground she walks on.”

“She chooses this path herself, Ramsey. More than anyone, | know your history clearly and | know how much

she’s practically being chasing after you. It’s not your fault that happened, and I think you should tell Lyla about

that thing

“What difference will it make?” | scoffed. “It’s not like she would leave him for me.”

“Maybe if you had been clear about everything from that first day and tried not to be a Lycan Leader around her,

maybe none of this would have happened. You see how easy it is to bond with her when you stop overthinking

things and just let your feelings lead?”

“I don’t want your lecture now, Lenny | glared at him. “For all your talks about things like this, you're still single.

You don’t want to find a mate?” | turned away from the mirror. “Cto think of it, are you even dating

anyone?”

He chuckled. “I am seeing someone currently, but you know I love to keep all my relationships private. That way

it makes breakup less messy and I'm not really the marrying kind. I'm the let's have fun for now kind of guy

“Good for you!” | smirked.

our worst

Lenny’s face softened, and he placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “Sometimes, our fears about something

can turn out to be nothing but a farce. You could... maybe, just maybe, find something real with Cassidy and then

both of you might actually have a good marriage.”

| wanted to tell him that this was reality and not smade up fairytale, but | nodded absent-mindedly. “I want

to be alone.”

He hesitated, but finally stepped back as he started for the door. Just as he reached the door, | stopped him.

“Have there been any sightings of the two-tailed werewolf? And what's the situation with the

Ferals?”

He shook his head. “No sightings of the two-tailed werewolf, but we're sti

ports about the Ferals either. It’s as if they were never here”

reports

“Thank you,” | murmured.

Lenny nodded and left the room, closing the door softly behind him.

looking, and no new

Alone at last, | walked to my desk and pulled open a drawer. From it | retrieved a small, worn out picture frame.

Inside was a photography of my parents. They smiled back atfrom the picture, their smiles frozen in a

moment of happiness | will always remember.

My father’s strong arm around my mom, her eyes filled with warmth and love. | traced the edge

of the frwith my thumb my heart heavy with longing and rearet

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| stared at it, lost in thought until a knock startledfrom my

The door creaked open and Lyla peered in. “Can | cin?”