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

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Present Day

Lyla

With trembling hands, I lifted the paper closer and began to croon the words softly, my voice shaky at first. Suddenly, my voice tuned in with the melody that I should be singing with the song, then a strange sensation began to wash over me.

A warmth spread through my chest, radiating out to my fingertips and toes. It was as if the song itself was breathing life into me, filling me with energy I’d never felt before. My voice grew stronger, and I felt myself take my eyes off the paper, lifting my eyes to the sky as the rest of the song rolled onto my tongue.

The more the melody rolled off my mouth, the more exhilarating and terrifying and disconnected I felt from my own body, as though something else was guiding me. I tried to focus my gaze on Xander who stood in front of me now, his hands placed on the stone in the middle of the standing stones.

“You see, Lyla? This is who you are. This is the power you hold. Don’t hold back Lyla, let it all

out.”

I faltered, my voice wavering but the power was too much. I wanted to stop, but I couldn’t. The song was pulling me in, deeper and deeper until I felt like I was drowning in the melody.

Xander closed his eyes, head tilted back as the air around us began to shimmer, as I continued singing, a thin thread of silvery light emerged from my chest, it was invisible at first but began to grow stronger with each note.

It passed from me, and hit the stone in the middle of the standing stones, turning it on. I could see more ancient text written on it. Then the silvery threat extended to Xander, plunging into his heart causing his body to jerk as if he was struck by lightning.

I wanted to stop; I was forcing myself to stop but it was impossible now. More words came to my mouth, I wasn’t even thinking, I couldn’t. Xander’s skin began to glow from within, I could see the veins in his arms, turning silver as the ground between his cracked.

His body trembled, his head thrown back as he let out a low growl, the sound rumbling deep in his chest. The power clawed its way out of the depths of his soul, burning through him li wildfire. His eyes burned bright, glowing with a fierce light, and tendrils of dark energy swirled around him, coiling through the air like snakes.

well. I could feel my connection to Xander at the moment intensifying. The silver threat of energy

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vision became clearer and my hearing too. I could hear the soft rustle of leaves in the far distance, the whisper of the wind, the faint hum of energy in the air. My heartbeat slowed and I felt

of enemy hit him

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to the ground, his fingers clawing at the earth as he tried to steady

red, he roared, and the sound echoed through the night, shaking the earth. Dark spirals of energy shot from his hands, going up to the

suddenly flared, turning brighter than before for a moment and suddenly, it snapped as if someone had cut it. I swayed, lifting my hands as the last note of the song faded and

ground. I felt so weak so I just stood there, dazed, my heart pounding in my chest my body

there before. There were three stars on his forehead. He staggered towards me; his eyes filled with

excitement.

his voice filled with awe and wonder. “You… you did it. You gave me back

just gone for days without drinking water. “What did

was soft, but now, there was an edge of command in it. “Now, it’s time we take the blood oath, get joined to each other forever. You’ll

head snapped up; my heart resumed its pounding as I looked into his eyes. He pulled out a small silver dagger from

me, Lyla. You must

want, he whispered, gently tracing one. Me and you… We’ll finally shape the world int the

murmured weakly, trying to pull away

that wasn’t there before. “You and I were meant to be together. I’ve forgiven you for everything you’ve done to

him away from me as I swayed backwards. “I don’t want to, Xander” I slurred. “I don’t want to be part of anything.

he wasn’t listening, he grabbed me anyway, ignoring my futile and weak attempts at fighting him off. He raised the dagger, and in one fluid motion, slanted it across my palm, making me yelp weakly with

me, running his other hand through my body… despite the pain I felt, despite the weakness in my bones, I reacted

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