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

49 The perfect way to unwind…

Lyla

I threw my arms up, bracing for the impact, my heart hammering against my ribs. I could feel the creatures” hot breath on my skin…

And then I woke up.

My scream tore through the air, as I bolted upright in bed gasping for breath. My clothes were soaked and plastered to my trembling body like a second layer, my heart still racing as if I hadn’t yet realized the dream was over.

I looked around wildly, looking for the stick, my chest heaving… it took me a moment to realize I was no longer in the forest. The familiar surroundings of the guest room in Xander’s house slowly came into focus the soft glow of the bedside lamp, and the rumpled sheets tangled around my legs.

But something was wrong. I wasn’t alone.

Sitting on a recliner in the corner of the room, watching me intently was Xander.

“Xander?” my voice was hoarse and my throat was still raw from screaming. “What… what are you doing here?”

He didn’t respond. A chill ran down my spine. There was something… off about the way he was looking at me. His eyes seemed to glow in the dim light, reminding me of…

“No!” I cried out, scrambling backwards on the bed. For a heartbeat, just the briefest of seconds, I saw something else in Xander’s eyes. The eyes of that creature the one that had attacked me – the same eyes I had seen on the man that had come to my bedroom the last time I had my heat… although Nanny had said it was her.

And then I screamed… opening my mouth as wide as I could.

My scream pierced the silence and within seconds, my door flew open with a bang as someone rushed in fumbling for the light switch. As the room flooded with sudden brightness, my screaming intensified, my eyes wide with terror when I saw it was Xander, holding a spoon.

“Lyla!” he called out, rushing to me, but I screamed louder pressing myself at the head of the

bed.

Every part of my body was trembling now. I pointed to the now–empty recliner in the corner of the room. “You… you were just there!” I gasped, my voice hoarse and shaky. “You were sitting right there just now. How did you…?”

I wasn’t in here,” he sounded both confused and concerned. “I was in

noticed he had an apron on and it was splattered with various cooking stains, flour dusting the

The perfect way

watching me with those intense eyes as that creature but Xander who was standing at the doorway, with concern on

awakened to.

trailing off as I rubbed my arms, trying to shake off the lingering fear. Had it all

in a calming

but something in

began to subside His familiar warmth, and the steady beat of his heart beneath my ear soothed me. I could feel myself relaxing in

got you so spooked and, in my house, too? Was it those Panthers? Did you

a terrible dream, it was so real… for a moment, it felt like I was back to the pack and in the Northern Forests where I was attacked by Feral wolves,” I leaned away from him, meeting his gaze. “I didn’t tell you before but just before I came back to the human world, I was attacked after…” I

wolves?” he asked gently.

around and it spoke to me and said a lot of strange words. Said I was the Moonsinger and should go back to my mother… it felt so real,” I sighed leaning into his chest

as he

pulled

hair from my face “I’m sorry, I wasn’t there

a dream, Xan… there is no way you could come protect me even if you wanted to, don’t be angry.

“What’s at Tri…”

Trinax,” he finished “They lead a cluster

a shepherd leading

he flashed me a quiet smile.

shook my head trying to

my thoughts “It felt on

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perfect way to

if he could. physically rub the fear out of my body. “It was just a nightmare, Lyla,” he said

of my mind. It had been months since the attack and I’d never dreamed about it before. Why now? And what about the voice that claimed to be my wolf? It didn’t

events.