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.”

and fear building within me. “Who are

am your wolf, Lyla. The part of you that

Echoes of

the part that’s

voice… I guess. “What do you mean, my wolf?” I scoffed. “No! That’s impossible.

paused “You’re inside me?”

–

voice came again. “I’ve been here all this while. I came to you the other day but you got so scared and left. I’m sorry,

absurdity is this? If you are really inside me, I would know. You will manifest. You’re lying, trying to

the dream world. I am caged, trapped in something

you bring me here? Did you bring me back to

I mean.

you haven’t

Lyla… Do not believe the front presented at you. Something is holding me… us back. It’s like a trap and if you don’t do anything, I might never meet you… ever…”

quickened. “I don’t understand. What has that got to do with me?

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?” I pressed “What are you even

fading now… I could barely hear

in a frantic circle, my eyes darting between the trees the voice was definitely not coming from inside me. I would feel it, right?

of my

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 wolf or anything, I’m a deviant. I’m not like others!”

leaving me standing alone in 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 just suddenly, the forest

was happening, I could feel it. Slowly, I became aware of movements in the shadows between the trees. Red eyes gleamed in

alone… they had come with the other creature in white, the one who had attacked me. It was larger than I remembered. It moved with an unnatural fluidity and the face which in the past was a mass of nothing, suddenly became clear to

least, I could make

purred, its voice filled with

heart pounding so hard that I was afraid it might burst from my chest. I lifted the stick and pointed at it. “Stay away from me,” I warned, though my voice quavered

fear.

other ones although, you all share one thing in common – Stupidity,” It huffed. “But I can see that you’ve

head vehemently. “I didn’t choose anything. This is just a dream… it has to be. I am in the human world

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

asked, backing away slowly, my feet dragging against