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

172 The turning point

Lyla POV

My first instinct was to leave the room since Cassidy was here. The last time I saw her and at an enclosed space like this was that time at the cafe. Since then, we haven’t met at close quarters

like this.

“Cassidy!” Ramsey called out alarmed. Now that the door was open, I could hear piercing screams and loud shouts coming from all over the place.

Ramsey’s body became tensed as if poised for a fight. He pulled away from

“What happened? Why are you crying?”

She was shaking her head languidly. “They’re attacking everyone at the Festive ground. Creatures without form and it’s my fault.”

“Shit!” Ramsey turned to Seth who despite everything still had a neutral expression on his face. “Quick, fetch me the Gammas and Lenny. I need him now.”

He was already walking to the door, brushing past Cassidy who was sobbing. He didn’t have time to question how the attack was her fault. That would come later.

“I’ll come with you,” I volunteered, falling behind him.

“No, stay here. You’ll be safe and no matter what, do not open the door for anyone. Seth, you’re

with me.”

Before I could protest and insist, the door to his room closed with a click, leaving me and Cassidy locked in. I stood in stunned silence, my heart pounding as I heard him barking orders to people outside. His refusal to accept my help stung, but I had no time to dwell on it.

The air in the room shifted, growing thick with an unspoken tension.

Gingerly, I walked to the door and tried to pry it open but it refused to give way, as if it had been locked from outside.

hallway, leaving an oppressive silence in their wake. I turned, suddenly feeling afraid, to see Cassidy with tears streaming down her face, take a step towards my

Cassidy’s tears that had been coming in torrents a second ago simply stopped. Like someone had turned off

had a bad feeling

face as she advanced towards me, her movements predatory. There was a menacing

a cold tone. Her voice carrying none of its usual sweetness she always had when she was around Ramsey. “I told you to

The turning point

as I fought to keep my voice steady. The woman standing in front of

had several confrontations with her but never had I perceived this sort of coldness

you think…” I said, fighting the anxiety gnawing at my insides. “I didn’t mean to intrude. It’s just that Ramsey… I was only trying

Moonsinger, always running to Ramsey with her problems. Always finding excuses to be near him.” She moved closer, her eyes glinting with something that made me wish, I had Nymeris

Cassidy. I promise. I was only

with a glared. “Play the savior? Be the hero? Or maybe” she took a step closer – “you were just trying to warm your way into his heart, stealing him

tightened. “That’s not fair, Cassidy. I wasn’t trying to steal him from you. Ramsey is free to make his own choices, just like

let out a bitter laugh. “Choices? You think this is about choices? You think I haven’t seen the way you look at me, the way he looks at you? You don’t

have.”

tried to reason with her, though every nerve in me was screaming

Ramsey and

You little, piteous acts. You think I didn’t see how you wanted to practically fuck him that day at the training

I truly sick. I was out for a few

everyone’s protections. Who needs Ramsey’s

she wouldn’t believe me. So, I squared my shoulders, trying to be brutally honest.

fo the reasons you think. I came because I’m scared. Because something’s happening to me that I don’t understand…” “Oh, please. Cassidy rolled her eyes. “Spare me your pathetic excuses. You know what your problem is, Lyla? You’ve always thought you were special. The girls with supernatural powers who lives amongst us. The one everyone needs, she took another stp, her voice dropping to a whisper. “But you’re nothing. Just a weak little

I threaten you so much? I shot back, even as my pulse raced.

herning point

shot back, even as my pulse raced. “You’re going to be his mate, Cassidy.

in her eyes.

own path. And if he doesn’t choose you, maybe that’s something you need to accept?

want you to suffer, Lyla. I want you to understand what true powerlessness feel like. You think you’re