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

139 Whispers…

Lyla

Two days later…

Tyla Lyla Lyla…”

I stirred as my eyes fluttered open, still heavy with sleep. I wanted to open my eyes and ask who was calling and what the person wanted but my mouth felt too heavy.

“Tyl Lyla Ayla…‘

The voice came again, this time, more insistent than the first time, Grumbling, I swung my legs off the edge of my bed and rose, my bare feet against the cold floor, sending me cold tremors.

The voice came again, more insistent than before and I followed after it. My mind was too foggy as if I was trapped in a dream but that was real. I followed after the sound of the voice, half–asleep, half–awake running into the wall severally as the voice continued beckoning me

Each time I hesitated, the voice called again, urging me forward.

“Iyla…”

I felt my hand push a door and the crisp night air greeted me like a cold embrace. I stepped into

the darkness.

“…too bright!” I murmured trying to move away from the bright light that shone on my face. I threw a lazy hand over my face, wondering why my bed was hard.

it’s too bright!” I cried again with my eyes tightly shut. But nothing happened, the light was still on

expecting to see the maid that was

was damp and cool. Blinking rapidly I was fully awake now; this wasn’t

–

started hearing hot and heavy breathing above me. When I looked up, a scream tore through my throat, spreading through the forest as my body jerked

Where the wolf once stood, was Nanny, in a kneeling

concern.

said softly, holding up her hands in

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around me “How did I get

run this morning and found you here. I thought you came out for a walk too

and added “You look like you just fought a rogue. Are

shocked. My body was caked in dirt, leaves tangled in my hair, and my

staring at me intently. “You don’t have to lie, I won’t tell anyone I saw

swear I

shivered, not from cold but from a strange sense of displacement. Something felt off, but I couldn’t pinpoint

for a few seconds then removed the shawl she had on and draped it over my shoulders. “Don’t think too much of it. I told Mother Liora that the medicine was too strong, and it may cause one to lose the

say anything, I nodded and allowed her to guide me back to the

servants were running in and out of the pack house with Nathan pacing like a caged Tiger on the porch. He had several lines of worry etched deeply on his forehead. The High

me. On

serves me suddenly exclaimed in relief and rushed towards me. cue, Nathan and the priestess’s heads snapped up simultaneously. Both of

bones would break. “Where have you been?” he asked as he pulled back, tugging a stray strand away from my face. “How are