The Alpha's Fated Outcast Rise Of The Moonsinger novel Chapter 275

Ramsey

My face remained impassive. This wasn't what I had expected.

"Congratulations," I said coolly. "Although I won't be able to attend, I will send my felicitations. Or perhaps Lenny can go on my behalf." I turned to leave. "If there's nothing else…"

Before I could take a step, Cassidy was behind me instantly, her arms wrapping around my waist as she pressed her face against my back, desperately clinging to me. Her voice trembled with sobs.

"Please, Ramsey. I still love you," she sobbed. "I can't do this – I can't marry him. I don't want to. I need you. I need us."

I stiffened at her touch, feeling my irritation for her heighten. Gently, but firmly, I pried her arms away from my body. "Cassidy, respect yourself. This display is so beneath you. Do you want to be accused of infidelity even before you marry?"

I began to move again, but she darted ahead of me, blocking my path. Her eyes were red-rimmed, wild and pleading.

"I don't care, Ramsey. I don't care if I'm called a slut or whatever, I cannot be with another man. It is you my heart beats for. Please."

"Don't make me ask, Seth to move you," I said through gritted teeth. "We've been over this several times."

"You know I am the solution," she continued ignoring my threat. Even her voice seemed steadier now. "Why are you hesitating? How many more packs need to fall before you make up your mind? Today, it's White Moon. Tomorrow, it could be mine. Or White Hill. Or White Cloud. How many people will die before you do what needs to be done?"

I stared at her realizing that Xander had gotten through to her. To think for a moment, I had almost dismissed that possibility. I couldn't believe she was part of Xander's plan after all. That manipulative bastard had gotten to her and fed her the same line about the White Moon Throne and marriage.

"Marrying you is not the right thing, Cassidy Thorne. I am not going to marry you to solve a problem that shouldn't exist in the first place."

"He is dangerous, Ramsey. The Dark One would make good all his threats. He said today was just a display of what he would do."

"Why is he using you to warn me?" I scoffed, feeling my patience running on zeros now. "He doesn't have the balls or did you pressurize him into keeping to his end of the bargain and this is him keeping it?"

"The power of the White Moon Throne is real. This isn't about…"

"I've heard enough, Cassidy," I stepped around her, I needed to leave before my anger got the better of me. "Go back and tell him that he won't pressure me into unlocking the power of the White Moon Throne and also, he should pick a side. Does he want to fight or would he rather become a matchmaker?" _{freewebnøvel.com}

Cassidy's face crumpled with pain and frustration, but I didn't care. I started for the front door. The sound of her quiet, broken sobs echoed faintly behind me as I walked away. But I didn't look back.

Cassidy would be fine.

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My mind raced as I made my way to my office. Everything felt tangled – Lyla's engagement ring in my pocket, Xander's warning, Cassidy's pleading. Nathan's threats. The pieces of the puzzle refused to fit together in a way that made sense and the more I tried to understand, the more the cracks in my reasoning deepened.

But one thing was becoming increasingly clear – someone was playing a dangerous game and I was being manoeuvred like a pawn on a chessboard.

My hand closed around the ring in my pocket. Lyla had left it behind deliberately, of that I was certain now. But why? What was she trying to tell me?

More so, Xander's warning? Was it all a ploy to drive me into desperation, to manipulate me into taking the throne with Cassidy as my Luna?

Or was there something deeper at play?

And more importantly, what was I going to do about it?