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

108 The Moonsinger’s secret…

Ramsey

My eyes fluttered open, squinting against the soft light filtering into the room.

was filled with the

Blue curtains swayed gently in the breeze from an open window. The room sterile smell of antiseptic and stark white walls. My mind felt foggy, my head throbbed and my body felt sore as I tried to remember how I ended up here.

Where am I?

I looked down at my body noting my left leg was wrapped up with white bandages and then another on my left wrist, with plaster scattered all over my body. I counted five.

“Hospital,”

Lax’s voice filtered into my consciousness. I could tell he was weak, from all the fighting and confrontation we had a while ago. Suddenly, a faint rustling in the room drew my attention. before a voice came to my ears, instantly souring my mood a voice I despised.

“Finally! You’re awake.

It was Nathan.

Of all the people I wanted to wake up to, it had to be this jerk. From the corner of my eyes, I noticed he was on a bed and seemed to have more bandages than me. Groaning inwardly, I closed my eyes, hoping he would disappear. Or maybe if I ignored him, he would stop talking to

me.

No such luck.

“Stop pretending to be asleep, I saw you stir a while ago. I’ve been watching you.”

“And why is that?” I exploded turning my head to him. “Why are we in the same room to begin

with? Who did this?”

*Stop stressing over petty things like this, Ramsey,” he hissed. “We were both unconscious when we were brought in, else, I would not purposely walk into a room with you. Talk more of sharing, so put up with it, this isn’t the time for your petty hatred,”

“You can leave if you want… Nathan. I’m the oldest, I get to…”

gift? You’re the Lycan Leader, chosen by the White Moon Throne and so what? Please shut

that he had a serious expression on his face, so I

for the nurse or something when elders from your Pack with your grandfather came

open instantly turning to face him as I sat up abruptly, Ignoring the

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The Moonsinger’s

mean they were talking about her? Why?”

spoke again. “A moon priest came a while ago and he thinks she’s the Moonsinger. She’s still unconscious, so there’s no conclusion yet but your grandfather was insisting that they take her back

my face as I turned to him, feeling triumphant. “If that’s the case,

think about yourself alone? It really doesn’t hurt to try being selfless for even a second. Your grandfather and the elders have concluded

“Why?”

with her pheromones; your grandfather thinks with the power she wielded earlier she might become uncontrollable, something about her heat…didn’t get it clearly because of the drowsiness of the

I knew exactly what that

elders wouldn’t assess anything. They’d lock her away now that she’s in her heat, strip her of any autonomy

or

–

for you, he continued “But Lyla should never be locked up during her heat… it’s dangerous…those pheromones might drive her crazy and make her do things she’s not supposed to.”

two different things apparently.

getting their

best you hear it from Lyla’s mouth herself but you cannot let them put her in an enclosed space during her heat. It’s dangerous. Also, please… let them

jealousy at the tenderness in

care of her?

There’s not so much that you know about Lyla… those heats

Then it clicked.

was not surprised when she was dealing with those Ferals. Not even when she had been

knew?” I gave him an accusatory glare.

seconds before sighing and sinking into his bed. “Yes… I had my suspicions for the longest

Moonsinger’s

her family know too? Is that the reason they asked her to leave?”

yourself again, Ramsey, he sneered at me. “Far from it. I suspected because I saw what happened to the first Ferals who attacked her. That day you drove her from your pack after…” he cleared his

“We mated that day and we got into an argument afterwards. She practically escaped,

sighed, narrowing his eyes suspiciously