The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 218 218: The gathering storm...

Lyla

I woke up to an empty bed and a delicious ache all over my body. The space beside me was still faintly warm from where Ramsey had been. The air in the room was still heavy with his scent and for a moment, I lay there staring at the ceiling trying to shake off the remnants of sleep and the after-effect of our lovemaking this morning.

Despite all his talks about preserving our strength for today, we succumbed to our desires sometime this morning. I had stirred to him in between my head, giving me solid licks till my legs quaked with want. It was the sweetest one hour of my life ever.

I must have fallen asleep afterwards but not before I heard Ramsey whispering how much he loves me and how much he wanted me every day. A small smile lingered on my lips as I stretched lazily, was I allowed to be this happy?

A sudden knock on the door startled me.

I sat up groggily, rubbing my eyes and pushing my tangled hair away from my face. Another knock followed, more insistent this time. Swinging my legs over the bed, I picked up a discarded T-shirt on the ground slipping it on before padding barefoot toward the door, pulling it open.

Seth stood outside, flanked by several maids carrying various supplies. He gave me a polite nod. "Good morning, Miss. You need to get ready. The maids will assist you."

I rubbed at my tired eyes again before nodding, still fighting off the last vestiges of sleep. The maids swept into the room. I went back to the bed and watched as they arranged some of the supplies they had carried in a space in the room before they went to the attached bathroom.

They filled the bathtub with running water and the sweet scent of bath oils before they came to me and ushered me toward the bathroom.

The next hour passed in a blur of warm water and gentle hands. They scrubbed my skin until it glowed pink, and washed my hair with scented shampoo, before massing fragrant oil into it. The ritual was both calming and rejuvenating – I hadn't been taking care of like this in a long time and I wasn't sure how to feel about it.

Once they were done, they patted my body with soft, dry towels before leading me out of the bathroom. Waiting in the bedroom was a simple, yet elegant outfit. They helped me put it on, smoothing down the fabric and adjusting the sleeves. As they helped me, I couldn't help but notice the tension in their shoulders, and the way they avoided meeting my eyes directly.

When they were done, I was about to thank them when one of the maids whispered to me. "Please wait here!" and then practically hurried out of the room with the rest.

I sat on the edge of the bed, nervously tracing patterns on the blanket. I know today was a big day, but I didn't want to think about it. I wanted to remain in a happy euphoria and not go into full panic mode. After a while, the door opened again and Lenny entered the room.

His expression was unreadable as he approached me. I stood up immediately.

good morning,"

ready and dressed up? Do you want something

one else, there's this blanket of peace that always settled over me whenever he was around. I couldn't tell

him. But today, his usual easy smile

to eat. Perhaps,

nodded. "We're leaving

knowing where we were going but I still

you're no longer in the holding cells and they're quite pissed about it. So, if anyone asks, you were released by the direct order of the Lycan Leader. And no matter what, do not let them get under your

though uncertainty

five minutes, we were already within the area and were driving down to the hall itself. Deciding, that I needed some form of moral support

but there was no answer. A sense of unease crawled up my spine. Scrolling through my contacts for who I could call, I

his voice was gruff and tired.

Jeremy," I started, fighting to keep my voice calm. "I've been trying to reach Nanny. Do you

resting," he

said it didn't sit right with

a beat, he

between us, heavy with a lot of unasked questions. My mind raced with all the things I wanted to know, all the fears that were lodged at the

murmured

the window without seeing it. Stories

had

the sight before me. The usually bare building was surrounded

from different packs. The sight alone sent a bolt of anxiety through

around the edge of my seat as I turned to Lenny. "Why are there so many people

the building, his knuckles were white on the steering wheel. For a moment, I thought he wouldn't answer but he let out