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.

the blinds, it’s too bright!” I cried again with my eyes tightly shut. But

I turned my head to the side, expecting to see the maid that

drowsy and irritated, I touched the bed, only to realize I was lying on the ground, the earth beneath me was damp and cool.

–

hot and heavy breathing above me. When I looked up, a scream tore through my throat, spreading through the forest as my body jerked backwards instinctively. My heart leapt into my throat as I dragged my body away from it.

and then in an instant, its form shifted and transformed. Where the wolf once stood, was Nanny, in a kneeling

concern.

her hands in a soothing gesture. “I forgot I hadn’t

10 Whispers

me “How did I get here?”

a run this morning and found

and added “You look like you just fought a

caked in dirt, leaves tangled in my hair, and my clothes were torn and muddy. “L…I don’t remember”

mean you don’t remember? Nanny asked, staring at me intently. “You don’t have to lie, I won’t tell anyone I

swear I don’t.

from a strange sense of displacement. Something felt off, but

at me 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

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

with Nathan pacing like a caged Tiger on the porch. He had several lines of worry etched deeply on his forehead. The High Priestess stood

me. On

suddenly exclaimed in relief and rushed towards me. cue, Nathan and the priestess’s heads

that I felt my bones would break. “Where have you been?” he asked as he pulled back, tugging a stray strand