The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

63 To a past and a future …

Lyla

It’s been a year and six months since that night …

Everybody has a turning point – a point where they become stronger or suddenly take up a cape and become a hero .

Well , me … I wasn’t interested .

I wasn’t interested in becoming a hero for the people who mocked me , who shamed me for what I had no part in creating .

I mean , if I am going to sacrifice my life and my peace , it should be for people who are worth it right ?

That night had defined me in ways I still struggle to grasp .

The dark memories had hovered in my mind like shadows , always present , though I had learned to push them away .

I didn’t allow myself to think about the horrors , the danger I had escaped or the truths I’d uncovered about myself .

After that chaos , I and Nanny had moved far from the life we once knew and started afresh .

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For months , I uld wake up in the middle of the night drenched in a cold sweat with my puls racing , trying to shake off the nightmares that seemed too real .

Simple things became a challenge for me walking alone after sunset , staying home without Nanny , even sleeping with the lights off .

But I had fought back , not with grand gestures of bravery but with small , everyday acts of normalcy .

No matter what the world expected of me , no matter the whispers of my lineage or my supposed destiny , I chose to be content being human .

I made up my mind to never ever take up any responsibility .

I never looked up the news reports about that night .

Never questioned Nanny about her real identity , never attempted to connect the dots that might have explained why 1 , of all people , had nearly married a 100 – year – old evil .

The only thing I was interested in these days was tackling my monthly heat while trying to be a

normal adult .

Today , standing in front of my full – length mirror , adjusting my graduation cap on my head , my reflection stared back at me .

I was graduating from high school and it was a milestone I couldn’t

ignore .

All I could see was a woman who had thrived despite the trauma , who had channelled all her energy into her studies , instead of chasing answers to a question I didn’t want to ask .

My phone chimed with a notification and for a brief moment , my heart leaped , hoping it might

be him .

But it was just another congratulatory message from a classmate .

My fingers moved almost unconsciously to my chat history with Nathan , scrolling through two years of one – sided messages that had formed a digital shrine to a friendship that had vanished .

All the promises he made to me that night – now where was he ?

63 To a past and a luture .

Two years of silence .

Two years of trying to understand what I’d done wrong .

The last message .

I’d sent him was three months ago : ‘ Remember when you said we’d always be friends ? I guess some promises are easier to break than keep .

‘

the edge of my bed , my graduation gown crinkling beneath

our last chat together , wondering what I

survived many things thrown at me , letting Nathan go was going to be

‘ Nathan .

I typed .

trying to understand

years of wondering if somehow I’d hurt you

my graduation and I wish

could be here .

But … ”

, trying to still my trembling

didn’t want to be identified with someone like me

to

want you to know that

hope you find happiness in whatever path

read the message over again

reconsider , I pulled out the sim card from my phone , snapping it cleanly in half

my

Nanny’s voice called me from downstairs , filled

We’ll be late ! Let’s take

”

makeup , making my final adjustment to my graduation

” I called back as I took

bottom , camera already in

look at you , ” Nanny breathed , reaching out to straighten my

beautiful girl , all grown up and graduating with

proud of you

”

had been more than just a Nanny – who had been my

, Nanny has

had held me together when I had been on the verge

I wouldn’t have done it without you ,”

dhing that

Nonsense ! ” Nanny replied

this all on your own

on building your future instead of

proud of you , Lyla

”

at the ceiling ,

! ” I

don’t want to ruin

”

Now smile

and we’re going to make it

”

a long time , I allowed myself

the heartache and the fear I had made it to this moment I had fought to reclaim

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past

into the next

garden Nanny had planted when we

symbol of our

gown against the backdrop of blooming roses and swaying lavender

a reminder that beauty could grow from any soil ,

time .

enough care and

One more ! ” Nanny insisted , her eyes shining with

Give me your biggest smile

we headed out

I watched the city pass

, perhaps , carrying secrets I would

that was okay