The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger.
“I will not be defined as a ‘wolfless deviant’ I will not be a pawn in the 'games Alphas play' And I refuse to be mated to the stranger who crashed into my life and turned everything upside down… Only that might be my biggest challenge yet.” Those were the words Lyla chanted to herself as she left the annual werewolf gala, drenched in her sweat and her pheromones. Only days ago, she was a happy teenager existing in the human world – trying to get through college and go far away, forget everything she’s been through and start life afresh but now, she’s in the middle of the gala, sprawled on the ground with her desires in everyone’s face and Alpha Ramsey Kincaid – the Lycan leader of the White Moon Throne extending his hands towards her. If she takes it, she would bring dishonour to her family because she is in no state to be mingling with anyone, talk more of the Lycan leader who was out of her league and if she refuses, she risks being sent to the pack prison for not taking better care of herself during her heat - Yes, it was a crime for her to be without a wolf. But when he touches her, something inside her stirs… Desires? Yes! Powers hidden by the moon goddess? Yes! And maybe just maybe, the stirrings of her missing wolf whose voice can calm feral wolves and heal … Can she learn to trust this man whose mouth says a different thing and his hands speak another language or would she become a pawn – a piece of chess in the games ‘Alphas play’? One thing’s for certain- Lyla Woodlands was done being the pack’s little, dirty ‘wolfless deviant’. It’s time this wolfless wonder showed them what she’s made of. #Slow burn #Wispy old prophecies # Love Triangle - ML and FL best friend #Villian in love with FL Join my discord group: https://discord.gg/t2w9NgC4
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Ramsey.
She led me deeper into the garden until we were amid well-cut shrubs and flowers.
Then she backed me against a giant oak tree. I was about to explain that I've missed her so much when she lowered herself to her knees in front of me, parted the layers of my heavy ceremonial attire and reached for my belt.
I was too shocked to understand what was going on. I had expected that she wanted to give me an ear full but she was acting out of character, so unlike Lyla. In no time, my arousal sprang out of the confines of my trousers.
"Remove the outer layers of your clothes, so it'll be easier, I don't want anything getting in the way."
I did as she instructed, albeit… slowly as I was trying to understand how she was taking the lead in this. I've never had a woman lead me into lovemaking. I watched as she reached underneath her gown and rolled down black lacey panties which she kept carefully on a flower bed nearby.