The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger by Ejiofor Dorcas

8 Echoes of

my

wolf…

Lyla

I must have drifted into sleep when Xander took me to the guest bedroom upstairs.

Something tickled me on my chin and I opened my eyes.

I was in the Northern forests this time around the same forest where I had been attacked by those Feral wolves. Cold air brushed against my skin as I stood among the towering trees, their branches blocking off the light from the sun or was it the moon – I couldn’t tell what time of the day it was.

How did I get here? I wondered looking around. I was so sure I was in the human world or did something happen to me while I was sleeping? My heart raced as I strained my eyes in the darkness hoping those wolves would not attack again. I try to bring out my phone to call someone, maybe Nathan, since I was back here, perhaps, he would take my calls or respond to

my messages.

But when I looked down, I was clad in strange–looking clothes. It was made with part metal, the kind used by warriors to fight in the old time and the other part was made of a really light material that resembled the gown, I had worn when I was healing at the healer’s quarters in White Mountain pack.

How had I gotten into this? I wondered again. Was there another attack? Was this Ramsey’s doing?

“Lyla…”

Suddenly, a voice called out. The whisper seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at once. I spun around, my hear racing and eyes wide, as I searched for the source of the voice but all I could see were the trees blending into the shadows.

“Lyla…” the voice came again.

I shuddered stumbling backwards as I tried to look for a weapon. I would not allow them to attack me again. Anything that would make me stay away from Ramsey. I bent slowly, searching the ground around me while my eyes scanned my surroundings.

“Who’s there?” I called out with a trembling voice.

I found something long and thick… maybe it was a stick. It was so dark, that I couldn’t see. I picked it up and held it in front of me.

“Lyla!” the voice came the third time and it sounded like it was behind me. I whirled around but saw only trees and shadows. “Why don’t you stop being a coward and show yourself” I called out, my voice wavering.

“I’m here, Lyla,” the voice echoed, now seeming to come from my left. “I’ve always been here.”

turned once more, frustration and fear building within

your wolf, Lyla. The

Echoes of my wolf…

the part that’s been

from where it seemed the voice was coming from but there was no one there, just more trees, more shadows. Panic rose in my chest as I turned again, this time to my right but the forest was still empty it was just me and the voice… I guess. “What do you mean, my wolf?” I scoffed. “No! That’s impossible. I don’t have a wolf. If this is a means to scare me, then you’re failing because I’m just a werecreature without

me?” I paused “You’re inside me?”

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here all this while. I came to you the other day but you got so

my stick weapon but not letting it go. “What sort of absurdity is this? If you are really inside me, I would know. You will manifest. You’re lying, trying to get my hopes high or maybe you’re

physically communicate with you except through the dream world. I am caged, trapped in something that I cannot understand. You

bring me back to this world because you wanted me

That’s now what I mean. Your mom is…”

the blues?” I cut the voice short before. it continued. “They hate me in case you haven’t noticed and the only thing they might

short pause from the voice before it continued. “Appearances can be deceiving, Lyla… Do not believe the front presented at you. Something is holding me… us back. It’s

to do with me?

the voice urged, growing softer, more distant. “A lot of lives rely on me and it’s only a matter of time before the veils are torn completely. When you save yourself, when you break free from the illusions binding you,

I pressed “What are you even talking about.”

trust your instincts, Lyla!” the voice was fading now… I could barely hear it. “It will guide

circle, my eyes darting between the trees the voice was definitely not coming from inside me. I would feel

of my

to save? What are you talking about?” I demanded, my voice rising in desperation. “Wait!” I called out as another whisper came from the trees. “Don’t go! I still don’t understand! I don’t have a

the stillness of the forest, I stood. there, frozen, my heart still thudding as I tried to entangle everything the voice had said. And then

happening, I could feel it. Slowly, I became aware of movements in the shadows between the trees. Red eyes gleamed in the darkness with low growls filling the air. My breath caught in my

the one who had attacked me. It

make out the eyes.

with mockery. “Look who’s come back

chest. I lifted the stick

fear.

fight me with, Moonsinge?!” It chuckled “You’re different from the other ones although, you all share one thing in common – Stupidity,” It huffed. “But I can see that you’ve made the right choice. You’ve chosen him… faster than the

didn’t choose anything. This is just a dream… it has to be. I am

consciousness refuses to see? You’re so close, Lyla. So close to embracing your

“What true nature?” I asked, backing away slowly, my