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

Chapter 50

50 Lyla’s discovery…

Lyla

A while later, I was done dressing up.

I went down the stairs checking my phone to see if there were messages for me but there were none – not even from Nanny. I opened my chat with Nathan, my last message was still unread and it’s been 8 months now. Was he angry with me? Did I do something?

Just as I reached the bottom step, my ears picked up the sound of raised voices coming from behind the room next to the staircase making me freeze.

I wanted to walk past or just go to

the kind that you

my room when I heard Xander’s voice. It was filled with rage – didn’t need to see it to confirm because you could feel it. That was strange, in our three months of dating, he had never lost his temper, what could be wrong?

Curious, I crept towards the source of the noise, pressing myself against the door. I didn’t need to strain my ears too much because Xander was actually yelling.

“I didn’t ask you to do that!” he shouted. “Why did you do it? Do know how scared she must have

been?

My breath caught in my throat. Were they talking about me?

Xander continued, his tone rising with each word. “If not for her unique abilities, she wouldn’t have been able to withstand that. She could have died!”

My brows furrowed as I tried to piece together what he was talking about. Unique abilities? Withstand what? Who was he talking about? My mind raced, trying to make sense of what I was hearing.

Another voice responded, sounding low and suppressed but equally angry. It was Mr Dupree.

“This is taking too long. We should have settled all of this a while ago and moved on to more important things.”

what? I wondered, getting

is just like before, Mr Dupree continued “You’re veering off course

back. “I know what

between her legs all the time. You’re still her slave, even in this life. Wake up! You’re much more

What were they talking about? This life? Slave? None of it made sense, and yet a chilling recognition ran down my spine it was as if I knew what they were talking about and at the

echoed through the room, as if something or someone crashed against a piece of furniture, followed by someone being hit and then a grunt of muffled pain before silence. My heart pounded in my

50 Lyla’s discovery….

Someone was coming.

on my heel, trying to move quickly up the stairs before

hide Lyla,” Xander called out. “I know you were

an excuse, an explanation

was unreadable but there was something in his eyes – they were blazing with

foot hovering above

me as I took a step back, instinctively, retreating towards the stairs.

faint smile though it didn’t reach his eyes. “No need to lie, Lyla.

words, my heart thudding wildly in my chest. The room felt suddenly smaller, as Xander took a step towards me. My mind raced, looking for something anything

listen,” I whispered “I just… I was coming downstairs and I heard… were loud;

your voices

if his initial fury had slowly faded as he looked at me. That was when I noticed something else. His knuckles were bruised and swollen with smears of blood. My eyes travelled upward, widening when they saw the splatter of blood

that worried me. It was how I felt at that moment I felt calm, and comfortable, as if this

face, smearing the blood but doing

me a minute to clean up,” he said in an

too stunned to speak. I should have been scared, I told myself. By all accounts, this was a terrible situation, I had just overhead and seen Xander beat up his dad – like his dad… and I was here, watching the blood dry on his hands, not

trying to

the door to the room where the heated conversation had taken place, it was still

front of his shirt. His lips were swollen, and his face was twisted in pain and anger. But what made me stop cold was the way he looked at me. His eyes were filled with pure,

what had happened like I was the

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