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

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Lyla (Nymeris) POV

Suddenly, Nymeris’s cars twitched. A faint sound a distant scratching had caught her

attention.

Without hesitation, she turned and started running in the direction of the scratch. She tore through the forest with a speed that felt both exhilarating and terrifying. As she ran, trees blurred past us, the wind howling in my ears, and then it was as if I had done

this before.

Fragments of memories flooded into my mind.

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I saw myself two nights ago, transforming into Nymeris and racing through the forest, my heart pounding with adrenaline. And then, in the end, lying down at the same clearing where she had finally manifested.

My eyes widened in surprise literally as the realization hit me. All those mornings I had woken up in the forest looking like I had just survived a fight, it was because I had come for a run. How was this possible? How could Nymeris transform without me knowing?

“Nymeris,” I called her in my mind, trying to make sense of it. “Those mornings in the forest… it was you?”

“I tried to tell you,” she said in between gasps. “I had no other choice but to do it. Lives had to be saved.”

“Lives? What do you mean? What are you talking about? How can you transform without me knowing? Like there’s no vivid collection except waking up in the morning and finding myself lying now in the forest with my clothes dirtied and scratches all over my arms. Why didn’t you say something, at least? Do you know how worried I was?”

“Because I couldn’t communicate with you, Lyla. For some reason, I was able to act independently of you. Since you are my host, it felt as if I could make decisions to rouse you and transform, and before you ask me, I don’t have an explanation for that.”

“But…”

My question was cut short as Nymeris burst into a clearing. The light from the Moon was fading, and dawn was slowly streaking into the sky. Nymeris paused, her eyes searching the tall trees barely illuminated by the light from the moon.

Her senses were sharpened, and her body tensed immediately as their scent wafted up to us. I gasped with shock when I saw them – Feral wolves, slowing coming out of the

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them – Feral wolves, slowing coming out of the trees. They were snarling and growling, their

US.

a bit different from the ones I was used to seeing. They looked bigger, with gaunt bodies radiating an energy that was capable of making

back in a snarl as a deep

began to

but Nymeris was faster. She sidestepped the attack as easily as one would a pup and then sank her teeth – she twisted mid–air, her powerful jaws closing around its throat, snapping

spun, raking her claws across its face in a blur that was too fast for someone like me to follow. Blood

tail to wrap one of them, sending it flying into a nearby tree. As its spine shattered, she closed her jaw around the skull of the second one and in seconds, it

flickering with uncertainty. For at moment, I honestly thought they would retreat, but they charged head–on, all of them at once. Nymeria met

Soon, it was a whirlwind of claws ripping through flesh, her jaws snapping down with bone–crushing force. One Feral tried to flank her, but she picked it

a bite. The battle was fierce and brutal, with Nymeris suffering minimal bites and scratches here and there, but her strength was unmatched. Her movements

funeral, and since he was a Lycan, I thought he was fast, but watching and feeling my wolf move

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by one, the Ferals fell until the clearing was silent except for the sound of Nymeria’s heavy breathing.

up another faint scratch, and with the fluidity of an Eagle, she leapt onto

went for its face,

– the Trinax lay on

She sighed as the tension left her body.

at the dead bodies of all the Ferals. I just did that – me and my wolf. How I had gone from an innocent girl to a mass killer

edge of the clearing. As we reached the tree line, my breath hitched.

onto the pile and stood back, her chest heaving. I stared at the gruesome sight, my mind racing. How many had Nymeris killed? How long had this been happening without

are growing stronger, and they seem to have taken note of all the places where there are no warriors stationed,” Nymeris’s voice filtered into my mind. “So, for a few days, there

you’ve been fighting them?” I

There was no way to tell you so you could tell anyone or bring it to the notice of the Warriors, not that they’d be able to fight the Ferals. Anyways… we need to start heading back. It’s almost morning.”

called out to her, still trying to wrap my head around everything. “So, all those nights when you transformed

and what better person than me?

now.”

there, still trying to understand everything, when the sound of