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

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| stared at him, wondering if this was a ploy. Soon, spack members or maybe Cassidy herself would jump

out of nowhere and laugh at me, claiming I had fallen for their trick.

He steadiedon the ground, reluctantly lettinggo, although his hands were still wrapped around my waist.

“Don’t look so surprised, Lyla,” he said gently finally lettinggo.

The door to my room was still ajar, and this man... the last person | expected to see-was tellingto my face

that he was ready to let go of Cassidy, let go of his relationship, his duties, everything that had been an obstacle

all along because of me.

“What do you mean you're not getting married tomorrow?” My voice cout as barely a whisper because my

mind still struggled to process his sudden declaration.

“I'm not getting married tomorrow,” he repeated, his golden eyes locked on mine. There was no hesitation in his

gaze, no waver in his voice. He sounded sure of what he was saying.

“I heard you the first time, | replied. “Just, what are you talking about? What do yo stammered, my heart was

racing.

mean?” |

He took a step forward, his presence overwhelming my senses. With each step he took toward me, | took one

backwards until my back was pressed against the cool wall. Somewhere in the slow walk, he had closed the door.

| wanted to tell him to leave - | wanted to ask him to leave and never cback. | wasn’t pissed, | wasn’t even

angry, | was everything but unhappy. But | hated that my body was automatically melting against him... | hated

everything but, | was powerless. It was as if | couldn’t function at the moment. All | wanted to do right now was...

I didn’t know.

“I can’t marry her, Lyla, his voice was husky, filled with an intensity that weakened my knees. My lower abdomen

pulsed with want but | ignored it. “Not every t| close my eyes, all | see is you. Not when my heart has

belonged to you since the moment we first met.

“D-Did you call it off or something?” | stuttered, trying not to think about his scent filling up my nostrils, sending

warm tingles within me. He placed one hand against the wall beside my head effectively cagingand my

breath caught in my throat.

The heat - his scent radiating from his body was intoxicating, making it impossible forto think straight. Our

faces were inches apart, and | could see the flecks of green in his amber eyes.

*'ve never stopped loving you,” he confessed, his free hand coming up to cup my cheek. His touch sent

electricity coursing through my veins. | found myself leaning into it. “Every decision

you.” I've made, every path I've taken they've all ledback to

My pulse quickened, and | instinctively backed up, trapped between the wall and him. “Ramsey, you're not

making any sense. You're supposed to be married tomorrow. This this isn’t...”

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“I love you!” he cutoff, his voice was raw with emotions. “I've always loved you. And no. matter how much

I've tried to bury it, to convince myself | could move on, | can’t. You're in my blood, in my soul. | was a fool for

letting you slip through my fingers. For everything | did to you. | know words are not enough.

“You hurt me!” | interrupted him shaking my head. “That's all | can ever think about, and think of. You cannot

hurt the person you love...”

“I'm not too late, he interrupted, practically melting into my body. His hand reached out, brushing against my

cheek. | squirmed, fighting off a moan. “I should've fought for you sooner, but I'm here now. And I’m not letting

you go.”

My world tilted on its axis. Here was the man I'd dreamed about for countless nights, the one whose memory I'd

tried desperately to erase. Yet somehow, he'd found his way back to me, confessing the words I'd longed to hear.

“Ramsey, | began, “You can’t just say these things now. You're too late and honestly, it doesn’t justify your

behaviour towards me.

He leaned closer to me, his lips were merely an inch from my ear, “How can | show you? How do 1 make it up?”

At this

todo didn’t think we were bothered about the apology because right now, all | wanted

to ask him to kiss me. | was no longer hearing what he was saying or understanding the words he was using. My

hands trembled as they found their way to his chest, feeling his racing heartbeat beneath my palms.

| tried to steady my breathing, but it was impossible. His touch, his voice, his presence - it was all consuming

me.

“Ramsey, we can't...” | tried again, but the words died in my throat when his forehead pressed against mine.

“Tellyou don’t feel it, he murmured, his breath was warm against my lips. “Tellyou don’t feel this pull

between us.”

| squeezed my eyes shut, trying to stay strong. But the bond, the connection was undeniable. We kept squirming

in each other’s arms, daring the other person to move to make a first move. He was running his hand up and

down my arm...our gazes met and | saw it as plain as day what he meant and what he wanted.

“I don’t know, | whispered, my voice had automatically gone to a whisper.

His lips curved into a sad smile. “You do know. You've always known”

Before | could respond, he closed the remaining distance between them. His lips brushed against mine, soft and

hesitant at first, as if givinga chance to pull away. But | didn’t. My breath hitched and | found myself leaning

into him, my resolve crumbling with each passing

second. O

He didn’t take it any further, he didn’t try to deepen the kiss.

Unable to resist any longer, | lift

myself on my tiptoes, my fingers curling into the lapels of his jacket. Our lips met again, in a kiss that felt like

homecoming after years of wandering. He

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responded immediately, his arm wrapping around my waist to pullcloser.

His mouth was all hunger and restraint breaking at the seams, and | couldn't help but grab his shirt to pull him

closer. My fingers tangled in his hair, my body responding to him in ways [ couldn't control.

“Ramsey, | gasped against his lips, my voice was a mix of protest and need.

He pulled back just enough to look into my eyes. “Tellto stop, Lyla and | will. | promise, I will but don’t,” he

sighed softly. “But if you don’t...” his voice trailed off...

How do you tell a will

man you want him in a way that by the the’s done with you, your legs

be so

jittery and you won't be able to walk properly? | was looking forward to my wedding night with Nathan because |

haven't been with any other man since Ramsey four years ago.

| didn’t say anything, | grabbed his wrist pulling him back to me. Our mouths collided in a desperate, fiery kiss

this taround. There was no going back.

His lips moved against mine with a familiarity that made my heart ache, remindingof all the years we'd lost.

Ramsey deepened the kiss, pouring years of longing and unspoken words into it. His hand slid from my cheek to

the nape of my neck.

He stopped for a moment, resting his forehead on mine again, both of us were breathing heavily. His thumb

traced gentle circles on my hip. His hands were slowly working the tie | made with the ropes of the robe | had on.

The thought that he would findnaked underneath, madeclasp my legs. My hand slid under his shirt,

feeling the heat of his skin and the hard planes of his chest. | pushed the fabric upward, loving the way his hands

were roaming over my curves, exploring every inch ofas if he was memorizingall over again.

He pressed a warm kiss on my neck, pushing the robe aside to nibble gently on the exposed skin. He broke this

kiss long enough to allowto pull his shirt over his head, revealing his muscular

torso.

“I've dreamed of this moment,” he whispered, “goddess, babe!” he groaned, as my hand brushed against his

hardness pressing against my thigh.

“The other twe made love, Ramsey, | murmured, meeting his gaze. “You rushed me... now | want you to

make love to me, slow and long.”

“You know how long I've been waiting to do this?” he murmured, his knee parting my legs. He swept my hair off

my neck, holdingstill. “You're going to take every inch oftonight...

“You're mine!”