The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

263: A deal in the dark...

Nathan

It was almost evening when | finally pushed back from my desk. The office was dimly lit - because | had asked

the maids to bring down the curtains. | didn't want distractions while working - only the golden glow of the lamp

illuminating the stacks of documents | had been drowning in for the past few hours.

The day had dragged on endlessly—meetings, phone calls, and mountains of paperwork regarding the

acquisition of Shadow Moon Pack -Luna Vanessa's brother; Late Alpha Regan's pack - had taken more tthan |

expected, and alongside it, other urgent matters demanded my attention.

They were all important, all necessary, but my mind remained fixated on one thing: Lyla.

Earlier today, | had been in the middle of a meeting with investors, when I'd felt it - that unmistakable pull. The

voice in my head which had been silent for a while suddenly calive. These days, | barely heard from my

wolf, Ragnar. The voice had whispered urgently.

Go. Drive to the Northern Forest. Now.

At first, | ignored it. | was in the middle of important negotiations. But the voice had persisted, demanding | leave

immediately.

And so, when | finally got the chance, | listened.

True to my instincts, the moment | pulled up at the Northern Forest, | saw her—Lyla.

She emerged from the trees. Despite how rough she looked and how her clothes looked like she had escaped a

rogue's rampage, there was this glow about her that | couldn't quite place.

I had a lot of questions. First, what was she doing alone at the Northern Forests? Was this a ploy by Ramsey to

trap me? Or was this the Moon Goddess delivering her straight to me?

But most important now was, | could finally have my coronation. For a few days now, I've delayed my coronation.

First, on the day of the supposed coronation, | cdown with a strange illness that made the entire pack staff

sleep until it was almost evening. Second, the items that needed to be used for the coronation had all been

destroyed.

We wanted to rush it after waking up but everything had been destroyed, from the coronation ground to the

materials that would be used for it. To make matters worse, no one had an idea who could be responsible.

Also, the Alphas were beginning to grow cold feet. Assuming we didn't take the blood oath, I'm sure a few of

them would have pulled out by now but thankfully, I'd convinced the Alpha council that we needed to be more

concerned about our security and make sure the Moonsinger was back to Blue Ridge, our security protocols were

impenetrable and every one fine before we move on with anything.

But they all seem to think, Ramsey would show up at their doors one morning with blazing guns. Despite the

number of times, I've proven to them that Ramsey was a coward.

But now that Lyla was here?

There was no reason to wait anymore.

She was the Moonsinger, the missing piece to solidify my rule.

Tomorrow, everything will change.

As | made my way down the corridor leading to my bedroom, I noticed a figure dash out of my bedroom.

Clarissa.

Immediately, suspicion ignited in my veins. What was she doing there?"

"Clarissa—"

Before | could question her, my assistant hurried toward me.

"Alpha, the Alphas have arrived," he informedbreathlessly. "They're requesting your presence immediately."

| cast one last look in the direction Clarissa had fled, my mind racing with possibilities. What was she doing in my

room?

| wanted to follow her or at least check the room to find out Lyla was fine but | decided against it. For one, | was

too busy and secondly, why did the Alphas show up suddenly? Deciding | would deal with Clarissa later, | held

back.

With a nod, | turned and followed my assistant to the main hall.

The tension in the room was thick, almost suffocating.

The Alphas of the strongest packs stood before me, their expressions lined with agitation. Fear.

"Nathan," Alpha Dominic greeted me, the oldest and most respected among them. "We have a situation."

"What kind of situation?" | asked, though I already had my suspicions.

"We each received this last night." Dominic held up an envelope bearing the seal of the White Mountain Region.

"From Ramsey."

Alpha Calder stepped forward, his voice tight. "He's given us forty-eight hours to renounce our alliance with you,

or face consequences."

"And that's not all," added Alpha Renwick. "The White Mountain Council has issued sanctions against each of our

packs. They're freezing our assets, restricting our trade routes."

| smiled as they spoke, reaching into my jacket pocket to produce an identical envelope, already unsealed. |

waved it casually before them.

"Is this what you're afraid of? A piece of paper? Really?" | laughed, "It took Ramsey all this while to make up his

mind and send this. You think he would do anything?"

The Alphas exchanged uneasy looks, and | could smell their anxiety.

"Please, sit," | said, gesturing toward the long table. "I have news that might ease your concerns."

They followed hesitantly, taking their seats as | claimed the head of the table.

"The Moonsinger is here," | announced, watching their expressions shift from worry to surprise. "At my Blue

Ridge, as we speak."

"Lyla?" Alpha Calder asked. "Ramsey's mate?"

"Former mate," | corrected, unable to keep the satisfaction from my voice. "She's chosen to align herself with us.

Tomorrow, the coronation will proceed as planned, with her by my side."

That got their attention.

| continued smoothly. "Ramsey is bluffing. He doesn't have the resources or the support to challenge us directly.

If he wanted to strike, he would have done it already. He's trying to scare us into submission. And the White

Mountain Council?" | scoffed. "They don't have the backbone to back their threats. They're waiting to see who

wins. And | promise you—we will."

They still looked doubtful.

So | assured them.

"I've prepared a military response team, ready to deploy to each of your territories tonight. Your packs will be

safe."

I laid out the military response plan | had already put in place, detailing exactly how each of their packs would be

protected.

One by one, | dismantled their fears until confidence replaced their hesitation. By the tI'd finished outlining

the security measures, the Alphas had visibly relaxed.

Afterwards, | decided to throw a mini-feast just for them. | ordered champagne, and lots of meat, and also

requested for Omegas for each of them. The mood immediately shifted. The tension had worn out.

As the night wore on, glasses clinked, our laughter grew louder and we drowned our worries with alcohol.

By the tthe night had stretched toward midnight, they were merry, drinking and celebrating as though the

war had already been won.

And I?

I was drunk.

It was nearly midnight when | bid them goodnight, stumbling slightly as | made my way back to my quarters. The

whiskey had dulled my senses, but somewhere in the back of my mind, | wondered where Lyla had gone.

Where the hell was she?

| had spent the entire day without knowing where she had gone, and now that | was alone, the frustration

gnawed at me.

My room was dark when | pushed open the door. | fumbled against the wall, searching for the light switch when

warm fingers closed around my wrist.

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"I've been waiting for you all day," she whispered, her fingers trailing over my chest. "Why didn't you come

sooner?"

A shudder ran throughat her touch. Her hand trailed up my arm, across my shoulder, coming to rest against

my chest. Heat bloomed wherever she touched.

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She laughed lightly; her breath warm against my neck. "And now?" She pressed herself against me, her fingers

working at my tie. "Are you free now?"

Her fingertips roaming over my body, igniting desires in me, I've suppressed for so long.

Then, her lips brushed against my ear, as she whispered.

"Do you want me, Nathan?" she asked, her lips brushing my ear. "Do you want us to be together? Like really fuck

me... ehmm..."

The words sent a jolt through me.

| let out a ragged breath, tightening my hold on her. "Lyla..."

"All | need is a yes or a no, Nathan. | know you're married to my sister and | respect that a lot. If you do not want

me..."

"Yes," | breathed before she finished speaking.

She pulled back slightly, looking into my eyes. "I'll becyour Luna, Nathan."

My breath caught.

She smiled. "But only if..." and trailed off. "Tomorrow, at your coronation, reject Clarissa publicly. Makeyour

Luna instead."

"Clarissa?" | blinked, confused for a moment. "She was never—"

"Promise me," Lyla insisted, her fingers digging slightly into my shoulders.

"I promise," | said without hesitation. "How about Ramsey? What are we—"

"A forgotten story," she finished, her smile returning. "He means nothing tonow."

The way she said it—so certain, so final—made my heart race.

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