The Alpha's Fated Outcast Rise Of The Moonsinger novel Chapter 217

Nathan

"Nathan, you will listen to me, I am your father!"

My father barked, following me into my office space in our house. His face was twisted with worry and anger as he came to stand in front of me.

"You're out of your mind! Trying to revolt with the other Alphas, and not just that – refusing to sign the coalition with…"

Before he could finish, I spun around, every part of my body was trembling with rage. My eyes flashed dangerously as I interrupted him.

"I will not be a dog like you've been for years. A pathetic, obedient mutt who wags his tail at the feet of those who think they're superior. Those who hurt you, those who took my childhood away. I won't be controlled; not like you have been for years!"

He clenched his jaw. "I was doing my duty, Nathan. Being a Beta means being at the beck and call of your Alpha. I swore an oath to him, to protect him and to serve him for the rest of my life. Everything I did, was necessary for our pack's survival."

"Glorified slave more life!" I snickered.

"This is not the way, Nathan. Logan's death should have opened your eyes and should have made you realize the cost of rebellion. But instead, you're blinded by your vendetta…" _{fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm}

"And I thought his death would finally open your eyes, father. I thought his death would finally make you see what I've seen all along. But no, you're still the same weak-willed man who watched while his mate died – while my mother died. I'm so ashamed to call you my father."

His expression darkened and for a moment he was silent. Then, in a voice laced with sorrow, he said. "You're sick, Nathan. This hatred – it's poisoning you."

I laughed, coldly, throwing my hands in the air. "If trying to fight for my rights and doing the right thing is being sick, then I'll gladly be."

My father shook his head and stalked to where I was standing. "Nathan, please come to your senses." Desperation was etched in the lines of his face. "Alpha Logan had nothing to do with your mother's death. If anything he tried, he tried to save her."

"Tried to save her?" anger burst out of my chest. "He took her away from the healer's house!"

"To take her to another pack healer in a neighbouring pack who could help her!" he yelled. "I don't blame him for the loss, Nathan. Why would you?"

"Because he took my childhood away. Do you know what it means to grow up without a mother? Do you know how much I had to miss out on? How it feel watching the other kids with their mom?"

"Your mom was sick for the longest time, Nathan. She went ahead and carried the pregnancy of your brother despite all the warnings from the healers. It's no one's fault that she died. She was sick already."

I was too angry to speak. I ignored him, busying myself with stacking files on my desk. The silence stretched between us until he came closer again, his voice was softer now.