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

111 Your powers have been taken away from you.

Lylaxe

Then she drew in a deep breath.

“You are blessed with a rare gift, Lyla… you’re the first Moonsinger after 10,000 years and seeing you finally means my time is near. I’ve waited for you so long”

I stiffened as I stared at the Moon Priestess. Did she just confess that she was 10,000 years old?

“Your voice has the power to calm Ferals – one of the Dark One’s minions that took our form. They’re dangerous, lethal and cannot be killed by even the strongest of Lycan

unless you

them first.””

“O–Okay?” I nodded trying to act very surprised. I couldn’t let her know I already knew.

weaken

“You also can heal the gravest of wounds, revive and give life but most importantly, you were created to destroy the Dark One.”

“The Dark One?” I whispered.

Before the priestess could answer, a Moon Priest stepped forward from the shadows. “These are bold claims,” he said, then turned to the council “And this is not the first time in our 10,000 years wait that someone had shown up claiming to be a Moonsinger just because of some ability

“She did not show up claiming anything,” Ramsey’s voice rang out laced with irritation. “She was forced here, there’s a big difference. Besides, does she look like she wants to be here?”

First, he stopped the council from kidnapping me and now he was defending me in the open? What was Ramsey up to?

apologize,” the priest bowed his head “Perhaps, a demonstration from

claim.”

prove the

then turned to me. “I heard you stopped some Feral wolves without hurting people, so I’m sure your power is under control. Would you please hum for us? Not sing… just light humming and any melody that

closing my eyes. I tried to recreate the melody that had come so naturally that night with Xander but nothing happened. No silver light, no

forward. His expression was kind but firm. “I’ll guide you. You may not know yet how to harness your abilities, but I will help you tap into them. Will you try?”

nodded. “I’ll

at the centre of the hall. “Close your eyes,” he instructed. “Focus on the

remind them that all I had done was scream not sing. Who recounted the story to

111

Your powers have been

I closed my eyes, my heart racing. I squeezed them shut, trying to recall the surge of energy I had felt two days ago and

priest said, his voice steady. “Hum. Let

managed to get one of the standing stones into my mind and opened my mouth, came out. I frowned, trying again,

murmurs in the room grew

but по sound

to stop myself from laughing too. This looked

anyone in the room, the Moon Priest instructed. “Focus on your healing

your

was a Moonsinger two days ago?” Ramsey’s voice rang out again. “How would she know what song to sino? Or

who has been quite suddenly answered. “It is a gift and we don’t

know is the

that scrap of paper. Maybe that’s what I

I sang, there was this crap of paper, Xander…” I trailed off, realizing I was

Priest asked

I

I pushed harder, my face scrunching with effort to remember the words but no melody came to my heart and nothing happened.