132 Reuniting with the Dark One … Ramsey Ive never trusted in the supernatural .

I was not a big believer of the Moon Goddess nor the Universe but I could feel an unease settle all over my body , spreading to every part of my body .

I didnt know if it was the stillness of the evening or the way that it seemed like the wind wasnt moving but something didnt feel right .

I could sense it .

Where I stood at the lakes bank , my gaze alternating between Lyla and Miriam as they stood .

Knee deep in the shimmering water .

The evening had grown darker , the moon casting its pale glow over the surface of the lake .

The High Priestess had stopped chanting and the lake was too quiet .

Lenny moved closer to me ; his voice low as he muttered .

I just received word from one of the Generals , that one of the Werewolf Pack is under attack by Ferals .

Although theyre doing everything to quell it , its getting severe .

I nodded absently , still gazing at the two figures in the lake .

How far is the Werewolf pack from us ? About two hours , Lenny replied .

Send them some reinforcements .

Those warriors with those weapons from Blue Ridge should be among too .

Just a few of them reach out to Alpha Nathan in the morning requesting for more warriors that can operate the weapons .

Okay ? He nodded and returned to his former position as he prepared to send the mindlink .

I turned my attention back to the figures in the lake .

From where I stood , I could see Lylas face clearly and suddenly , I noticed her expression was what it was moments ago .

Her brows were furrowed , her lips quivering and her hands clutching Miriams was filled with desperation .

Even Miriam who seemed composed at first , looked strained .

Her eyes were tightly shut , and her body was trembling slightly as if she was caught in a nightmare .

My stomach churned with unease as I approached the priestess .

Something is wrong .

They look .

terrified , The priestess turned toward him.

What do you mean ? Look at her at both of them , I said gesturing toward Lyla .

Her face is twisted in fear and Miriam doesnt look any better .

This isnt normal right ? The priestess studied them for a moment , her lips pressed into a thin line .

I can see it doo , she finally admitted .

But dont worry , they must have encountered a distant memory .

The cleansing process often brings to light shadows of the past .

Her words did little to ease my growing alarm .

I continued watching anxiously .

instance , Lyla

; her body

snapped

something

Priestesss calm façade

edge of the water , her brows ewed in

is unusual , she muttered

demanded ,

clearly in

, silently tapping on my shoulders

him , he shook his head and indicated that I shouldnt

Sighing .

moved away from the priestess and began to pace as I watched

Lytas face were coming in torrents , and Miriam was shivering too

to mutter something , her hands moved in intricate

energy that made

Suddenly .

flew open ,

her band from Lylas

was heaving as if shed just completed

in ragged gasps , fear was etched on every line

nosily and fell on the bank of the lake

memories she gasped , her voice was high pitched and frantic

know how but the Dark One

old house and … Her speech was not only disjointed but also , she was speaking

barked , stepping

to me ! speak clearly ! She

again but her words came out jumbled and incoherent mixed

Lyla still stood there unmoving as tears continued to stream down

still

I snapped with a firm but

tell us what

wont help us to solve anything

so much that they gripped the edge

Its him .

she managed .

memories and in the house , we used

there , it seems , waiting for her

Its so really ….

is not

I know ! the high priestess sighed ,

back to Lyla who was still

refused to stop , if

, Priestess , I tried to control the fearful tremors coursing through

She hasnt moved .

like that for too long

please ! The High priestess grunted and

above her shoulders as she spoke softly , urging her to

gently , her voice was filled with

Come back .

Open your eyes .

Ong … murmuring a series of

was

as though it too were holding

an hour , Lyla

face was

on the bank of the lake , her arms wrapped

happening ? I demanded hotly my voice

hated being unable to do anything but to

turned to me after a while , her face etched with

shes trapped ,

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