Outcast By Lexi Ray Novels & Stories

After we were finished, Pastor Dav's previous thoughts had already vanished from his mind as he stood there observing us. "What's wrong with you, Lexi? As he approached Mrs. Dav, he said, "Honey, why the prayers? "Thank God you're here, honey; we've already figured everything out." Lexi approached me and said she needed prayers because she had a nightmare the night before and didn't want to share it with anyone. She claimed that her aunt and uncle might start questioning her about the nightmare, so she was unable to meet them for prayers. Mrs. Dav explained, "So she thought it was best to come see you, but she met me at home instead."

Lexi had witnessed the uncompromising, brutal aspects of our world, and she was still here. Still standing. I watched them, sensing the seismic shift in the room. It was as if the dynamic among us all had subtly, irrevocably changed. Lexi had ventured into the darkest parts of our reality and emerged with a resolve that was awe-inspiring. And Clay, for all his power and authority, appeared humbled by the sheer enormity of what he'd just put her through, and what she had absorbed.

"If they are having issues with you being the Captain and I'm the guy everyone hates, I guess we’re the outcast’s now." I laughed a little. "The Outcasts. Sounds like a bad movie." "It is a bad movie," Jax agreed. "But at least the music is good." He reached over and turned on a small speaker. A slow, quiet song started to play. We sat there on the edge of the bed, two guys with bruised faces and no idea what tomorrow would bring. I looked at Jax, and for a second, I forgot about my father and the NHL. I just noticed the way the lamplight hit his face and the way he was breathing a little easier now.

“Yeah. Hope that someday my life would get better. That I either got accepted, and was allowed to come here. Or I met my mate, and he saved me.” “Wow. Well damn, you’re one strong girl. I’m kinda jealous.” “Of me? But I’m just an Omega.” “Fuck that noise. You’re a hell of a lot more than that. Bitch, you’re survivor. That is a hell of a lot more than just an Omega.” “Um…Thanks. I think.” Lexi threw her head, back and laughed. I giggled with her although I didn’t know why. “Trust me small fry, that was compliment.” She said between laughs.

“Who I allow in my home is none of your concern.” “It becomes our concern when the people no longer trust their Alpha,” said Elder Simspon replied, his tone quiet but firm. “You may not see it, but the discontent is growing among the people, they need a scape goat and Lexi’s arrival makes her the perfect sacrifice.” Manny scoffed in response. “You have a lot of nerve, telling me what I should do with her, Lexi is my problem not yours so I don’t understand why my dealing with her has to be made public for the pack’s entertainment.”

" Lexi says, not wasting anytime to get back on the road. "What do you mean by giving me cliff notes. Why would she do that?" I ask. "We need you to act like a hacker." Lexi states. "I take offence to that. I am a hacker." I state, annoyed, causing Lexi to roll her eyes at me. "You know what we mean. You may be a hacker, but you're no Rapture." Lexi reiterates. "Rude." I say, feigning hurt as I turn to look out the window.

Meanwhile, in the room, seated on the bed, Lexa opened the window and looked down. Though she was on the first floor of the resort, it felt like she was on the tenth floor as it was high and the ground did not look so accommodating for her fall. She sighed and prayed her last prayer in her mind before falling on the ground. It did not hurt that much but she saw blood slipping from beneath her legs. It hurt so much as her labor date came closer and Ray was still nowhere to be found. Not minding the blood, she stressed herself to run out of the resort to a particular locker room guarded with lots of locks. Some times in her sleep, she did hear from him about his plan to behead Ray and keeps hi

Oliver as the Alpha and Jimmy as the Beta had to leave to deal with an emergency in the pack, leaving only Lucy, Calista, and I at home. Locked up in the tiny cellar, I was still drowning in my sorrows when my bones suddenly let out a loud cracking sound. The jabbing pain was so painful I keeled to the ground, digging my nails into the wooden floor. I roared in pain, which alarmed Calista and Lucy. The moonlight would be able to help me quicken my shift and shorten the pain I would go through. Lucy, who came to check on me, could not bear to see me in pain. She opened the door to the cellar to let me out.

Elaine Hudson set a lobster on my plate and said, "You handled that apartment situation perfectly. Some kids just don't appreciate what they have until it's gone." Everyone agreed, trading their own stories of ungrateful children and thankless years. I looked up at the stars and felt something loosen in my chest. Letting go of all that weight, all that desperate need to give and give, made life feel so much lighter. Meanwhile, Lisa's family landed and went straight to Maple Ridge with their luggage in tow. When the elevator doors opened, they found a brand-new security door and a stranger's shoe rack in the hallway. Brandon checked the unit number over and over. Lisa's hands were shaking as

Leo smiled placing a kiss on my lips, his words sweet as I rested my forehead on his. “The Outcast Claimed by the King.” I smiled looking that very King in the eyes, after twenty years of searching… I’d found my place. ~The End~