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.

Ramsey’s footsteps and Seth’s quiet one faded down the 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

As I watched, something chilling happened – Cassidy’s tears that had been coming

bad feeling

on her cheeks, a cold smile spread across her face as she advanced towards me, her movements predatory. There was a menacing glint in

had when she was around Ramsey. “I told you to say away from Ramsey. But no, you couldn’t listen. You couldn’t help yourself. You had to

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steady. The woman standing in front of me was nothing like

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

gnawing at my insides. “I didn’t mean to intrude. It’s just that Ramsey… I was only trying to…”

should I say 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 with him.

do anything, Cassidy. I promise. I was

interrupted me 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

you. Ramsey is free to make

seen the way you look at me, the way he looks at

have.”

her, though every nerve in me was screaming danger. “Whatever you think is happening

Ramsey and

lying!” her voice cracked like a whip. “I’ve watched you since you came here. You little, piteous acts. You think I didn’t see how you wanted to practically fuck him that day at the training ground and

dropped. “I wasn’t faking that, Cassidy. I truly sick. I was out for a few days you

helpless Lyla, who needs everyone’s protections. Who needs Ramsey’s attention. Her lips curled into a sneer. “Did you really

forth regarding this and she wouldn’t believe me. So, I squared my shoulders, trying to be

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

I threaten you so

herning

why do I threaten you so much? I shot back, even as my pulse raced. “You’re going to be his

in

his own path. And if he doesn’t choose you, maybe that’s

understand what true powerlessness feel like. You think you’re cleaver, don’t you? Standing there, pretending you do not want