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

143 The vision…

Lyla

I left the training ground and wandered back to the Packhouse.

As soon as I reached, my steps slowed when a familiar scent reached me–it was Ramsey’s. What was he doing back to the Packhouse this carly? He usually came back every night and not in the evening.

Curiously, I followed his scent until it stopped at a partially open door that was Ramsey’s den. I opened the door slowly without making a sound. Pecking inside, I saw him.

He was slumped in a chair, his head resting on his right hand sleeping. Although his expression looked peaceful, I could see how exhausted he was. Dark circles framed his closed eyes and his shoulders were sagged in a way I’d never seen before.

I hesitated at the door. I should leave right and let him sleep. This was the first time I was seeing him since I came to his pack. I knew he was avoiding me because of Cassidy, but still… thinking about it made me sad.

Sighing. I turned to leave, but something tugged at my heart. At the vulnerability on his face. He’d cramp or worse, develop pain in his neck if I let him sleep in that position. Against my better judgment, I pushed the door wider and entered, trying to walk as stealthily as I could.

When I reached his chair, I found the lever and lowered it backwards, then nuzzled him into the lowered chair. He didn’t stir for once. Confirming he was still alive and breathing, I threw a blanket I saw on the couch in his office over him, and supported his head on both sides with the throw pillows I saw on the couch too.

I stood back, satisfied with what I did. I stared at him for a moment, fighting the powerful urge to touch him. To tuck, the wisps of hair on his face behind his ears. It wouldn’t be right. If Nathan should hear of it, it might offend him, and I didn’t want him to think I was having doubts about

us.

Deciding I’ve had enough of his pretty face, I turned to leave.

A searing pain exploded through my chest. I gasped, groaning, clutching at my chest as the

world around me blurred.

I saw at least a dozen Ferals charging towards the Southern Border of the White Moon Pack, followed closely by a Trinax. Their claws and teeth glinted in the pale light as they advanced.

When I opened my eyes, my chest was heaving with fear and Ramsey was holding me, worry etched into every line of his face.

“Lyla?” he asked. “What happened? Are you hurt? Should I call Miriam or the Priestess?”

I shook my head, my breath coming in short bursts. “No… I saw something,” I said, looking around. “Oh… it was so real, but I think it’s a vision.

the couch. “You need to lie down;

143 The vision

he placed me on the chair,

frantically. “Listen to me. The Southern border–they’re coming. Ferals. At least two dozen of them. They had their Trinax with them and…You

at me with uncertainty. “I’ve not received any reports from

I shouted desperately. “If you don’t listen to me and do as I am

will die!”

to my feet and started pacing. “The warriors have them approach from a narrow path at the Northwest. Silver–tipped spears. Mountain ash arrows, no modern weapon…nothing human–made. At

are at least a century old. We cannot possibly use

his collar. “I don’t have the slightest idea what I’m saying, but I’m just saying it as it is in my mind. It’s like a voice is whispering. You must do what I say, Ramsey… please, I beg you. If my call is wrong, then I’ll

at me for a few seconds and then nodded. “I’ll send a mind

legs. A few minutes later, Lenny and the Gamma appeared. I wasted no time telling them exactly what to use and about the

room. My mind was still spinning with the intensity of the vision and there was this familiar tingling… the one I always have right before I feel Xander’s presence and right before

in search of Mother Liora. As I raised my hand to knock

still tension from the slight argument we had earlier, so it was

are you doing here?” she

need to see Mother Liora. There’s something I must tell

thing?” she asked

I saw Ferals approaching the Southern border of this pack. Then it’s as if I knew what to do. The right weapons, how they should attack and all. I’ve already informed Ramsey about what to do, but still I

can’t see Mother

she’ll prepare for

“Why” She told me to adways come to

appone, I

det Nanny replied

old and fragile. This would only burden ber unessary. Since you’ve told Ramsey what to do, rest easy and forget about it. Nothing will happen if they follow your instructions

your clairvoyance to her eliber. Stick to

still unable to understand.

from the room, and 1 followed

something wrong with me having these visions?