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.”

wondered, getting

Mr Dupree continued “You’re veering off

back. “I know

between her legs all the time. You’re

None of it made sense, and yet a chilling recognition ran down my spine it was as if I knew what they

loud thud 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 ears, my instincts screaming at me to run… suddenly, I heard footsteps

50 Lyla’s discovery….

Someone was coming.

trying to move quickly up the stairs before

out.

him, my mind. scrambling for an excuse, an

by the light spilling from the room behind him. His expression was unreadable but

paused mid–step, my foot hovering above the next

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

into a faint smile though it didn’t reach his eyes. “No need to lie, Lyla. I can smell your fear from here.”

smaller, as Xander took a step towards me. My mind raced,

I whispered “I just… I was coming downstairs and

your voices

something else. His knuckles were bruised and swollen with smears of blood. My eyes travelled upward, widening when they saw the splatter of blood

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

blood but doing little to hide it. He sighed

to clean up,” he said in an apologetic tone. “And

myself. By all accounts, this was a terrible situation, I had just overhead

headed to his room. I exhaled slowly, trying to shake off what I had

taken place, it was still slightly ajar revealing a sight that sent

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

he blamed me for what had happened like I was the reason

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