The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

147 Manifestation II When my body volted awake , the first thing I noticed was the rough ground beneath me damp earth and scattered leaves pressing against my skin .

lot again , I thought as panic rose in my chest .

1 blinked rapidly as the towering trees around me blurred into my view .

I was in the forest again , no doubt .

I scrambled into a seating position , the dried leaves beneath me crinkling with my frantic movement .

My hands flew to my hair , clutching at the strands tightly as my fingers trembled .

My eyes darted around the clearing , trying to piece together the puzzle of how I had ended up here- again , My breathing was shallow and uneven .

Why how ? I stammered under my breath , my voice cracking with disbelief .

My chest heaved as I spun , searching for any clue that might ground me in reality .

A voice interrupted my spiralling thoughts .

Youre awake I whirled toward the sound , startled , my heart pounding like a drum .

Leaning casually against a nearby tree , his arms crossed , stood Lenny .

He had a calm , concerned , almost amused expression on his face .

* Lenny ? * I called out shakily .

What what are you doing here ? He pushed off the tree and walked over to where I was .

I could ask you the same thing , he said , offering his hand , but Im not interested in explanations right now , he added flatly , cutting off any excuse I might want to give .

I stared at his outstretched hand before tentatively placing my hand on his .

My fingers felt cold and stiff as he helped me to my feet and held me for a few seconds as I swayed slightly , still disoriented .

The last night shift patrol team found you out here , he continued in a clipped but not unkind tone .

Thankfully , they brought it to my attention before anyone else saw .

Were fortunate its still dawn and most of the pack is asleep .

You can sneak back into the pack house without questions .

His tone brooked no room for argument , so I nodded mutely .

Feeling my cheeks redden as I avoided his gaze .

Can you walk on your own ? Do you want me to hold you or carry you ? he asked .

I can walk I said quickly , although I still felt slightly dizzy .

Lets go then , he said , motioning me to follow .

quietly but briskly , as I was

be hard to explain

as we arrived at the pack house entrance , the door opened and Seth came

gaze flickered between me and Lenny then back to me

, he bowed curtly to us and then brushed past us , going his

! Lenny said quietly

say anything

hurry and go to your

you so much ! I nodded and fled into the pack house

room , I moved

my dirty clothes , stuffing them into the

skin , mixing with the faint metallic smell

, one car trained to the door to pick up

, restoring the dress to its original

at the corner of the bathroom , I

and leaves and soothing my

of the grime , I wrapped myself in a soft bathrobe , my damp

bucket , wondering what explanation to give on how it ended up wet

, I stepped

cue , the door to my bedroom opened and Nanny entered ,

said brightly , smiling at me briefly before moving over to the vanity table where she set the cup and turned to me , her keen eyes scanning the length

by yourself ? Good morning to you too , Nan and I had a wonderful night , … that

Nymeris tormented

living here is making you

had a maid back in the human world or at Blue Ridge bathing me

said , avoiding Nannys gaze as I crossed the room to sit at the vanity

in my hands , I sipped slowly , pushing the bitter

behind me , reaching for my brush and hair

was the Lycan

said he didnt want you doing

Lycan Leaders gave the

to

disappointed to find youve done their work when they arrive today As if ! I

want to get

Blue Ridge are

getting poison ivy mixed in my bath

started to brush and dry my hair with practised care , just like she had

medicine and closed my eyes for a moment , letting myself relax , but it was Sort lived and Nanny suddenly paused

her nostrils flaring slightly as she sniffed the air , het brows furrowing smell blood

grip tightening on the hand of the chair I sat on as

I said dismissively

she wouldnt press further , but Nanny didnt

air , ignoring my reassurance that it was

the brush and the dryer aside , she gently lifted my hair from my shoulder and pushed aside the collar of

me all the confirmation I needed : she had

had noticed a small gash on my neck that had been bleeding a wound I had intended to treat after my bath , but Nannys

did this happen ? How did you get this she sounded hysterical