The Alpha's Fated Outcast Rise Of The Moonsinger novel Chapter 207

Cassidy POV

The ride home was silent except for my quiet sobs. I sat crumpled in the backseat, my wedding dress was wrinkled and stained with tears. My mother's cold gaze bored into me and my father's hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white.

When we arrived, I barely had time to gather my thoughts before my father yanked me out of the car, dragging me into the house. He shoved me forward and I stumbled, falling to my knees on the hard floor.

"Get up," he barked.

I rose slowly, my body trembling.

He came to stand before me, his expression was as cold and unforgiving as stone. "I've made a decision," He said, his voice devoid of warmth. "I've just accepted a marriage proposal from the Alpha of the White Hill Pack. He has been reaching out for a while and you'll marry his son."

My eyes widened, my breath catching in my throat.

"What?" I whispered, my voice trembling.

"You heard me," My father said. "You'll marry his son and I don't want to hear another word about Ramsey, in this house again. That chapter is over. It's enough that you've been paraded as his Luna only for this to happen. Be humble and take what's available."

"But Dad," I cried out. "He's a half-wit. Everyone knows he's not suitable to marry anyone, let alone me. I cannot be with him."

"He's no half-wit, Cassidy," he growled, taking a step toward me. "He was sheltered a lot as a child but he's not sick, nor is anything wrong with him. I've seen the boy and he likes you. You will marry him and that's that."

"Father, please," I begged, falling to my knees again. "Don't do this. I love Ramsey. Please give him a chance to explain, I'm sure…."

"Shut your mouth up!" he roared, cutting me off.

My mother crossed the room to where we stood. She had a quiet, contemplative expression on her face and for a minute, I thought I was doomed because my parents worked hand in hand in everything. No matter how difficult the situation was, they were always in perfect sync. I had made up my mind for the worst when I heard my mom speak.

"Darling, I know you're angry but we cannot accept that proposal from Nobert. His son is okay and I know you might be doing it for the benefits but we've prepared Cassidy all our lives to be the Luna of the White Moon Throne. We cannot back down now just because there's a little mishap…"

My father brushed past my mom. "Camilla, I don't want to hear it. You're the reason why our daughter is a celebrated slut. Do you know what I have to put up with every day with the Elders? They laugh at our faces; they say we're desperate…"

"But you know we're not. That throne, if anything belongs to us… to you, my love. Just because we didn't birth an heir and it was passed on to Eldric and he's determined to keep the White Moon Throne in his family…"

"The White Moon Throne chooses its successor and you must agree with me that Elric's son was the perfect fit, likewise, Ramsey but he's becoming too weak, if you ask me. Look around him, he's done nothing but rely on his grandfather and everyone. He does everything he's told…"

"Ramsey is not weak, my love," my mum went to him again, rubbing her hand down his chest. "If you ask me, he's disobeyed his grandfather more times than one. Even Eldric has had it tough with him. You heard the man say it himself yesterday, that he misses his son…"

"Camilla," my father sighed, he sounded irritated. "I am not in the mood to listen to an entire history of events that do not concern us…"

"If we let this slide, we would never get a chance of bringing the throne back to our pack. You know that right? I've been preparing Cassidy and I know she would take in as soon as they get married…"

"And I said, No!" he turned fully to her down, holding her shoulders. "Listen to me, I love you and I know you've always wanted the best for our daughter but you're selling her cheap. She's been chasing after Ramsey, over and over and all these years. She would suffer if they eventually get together. If you ask me, I am relived."

"It doesn't matter," my mom's tone was rising. "She only needs him for his sperm and whatever he has to offer. I'm sure he'll be too busy to mind her and then you can raise your grandson to be the next leader. Look at the big picture, Richard."

"He sleeps around, Camilla. He loves another woman!"