The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 238

Chapter 238 238: War drums...

Ramsey

I barely heard what the warrior shouted.

I kept digging, not minding my bleeding fingers from the effort. All I kept muttering as I continued to dig around her was…

"Stay alive, Lyla… please, stay alive."

Then…

A sound.

It was faint. So soft that, for a moment, I thought I had imagined it. But then it came again—a weak, muffled sound.

A whimper.

Everything in me went still; my entire body locked up, and my breath caught in my throat. Lyla!

I let out a raw, desperate growl, wondering why the first responders weren't here yet. "She's alive!" I shouted. "She's in there!"

The warriors who had been hovering around me with uncertainty immediately sprang into action. Several of them rushed forward, helping me dig while others retrieved tools to remove the heavier rubble.

The other responders who were called first also joined in, and they began to dig carefully and quickly at the same time. Seconds felt like an eternity. Every moment that passed without her in my arms was unbearable.

Finally, after what felt like forever, someone shouted, "I can see her legs!"

A renewed surge of energy flooded me,e and I clawed at the remaining debris with desperation, and then… her hand became visible enough for me to hold.

"Lyla," I choked out.

And continued digging around her, following the direction of her hand. In a few minutes, I was done digging and had managed to expose her head and other parts of her body. With the help of the warriors, we carefully pulled her out from under the rubble.

covered in dust,t and her breathing was shallow. A thick gash ran down the side of her temple, and her temple and

her against my chest as if I could shield her from everything, forgetting about the way my eyes were still spinning. My

whispered,

She didn't respond.

with agony; my instincts were screaming at me to

him, already motioning for them to come forward. I held Lyla tightly, rocking

whispered fiercely. "You're

fear gripped me. Would she? Would she truly be okay? And more importantly… Had Nathan done this? How? How was he able to sneak into the White Moon Pack with explosives dangerous

reliable in the region, and I made sure of that. Then how on earth was he able

now, I needed to focus on Lyla's survival, but one thing was

White Mountain Region but still have us do trades together,r etc., but by this action, Nathan had shown me that I had misplaced priorities. While I've been broking for peace, he has been looking for every means to tell me that I

Message passed.

~~~

scent of blood and burnt flesh lingered in the confined space, a grim reminder of how close Lyla was to death. I held her pale, motionless hand, my throat tight with emotion. Her pulse was weak, her breathing shallow, and despite the beeping monitors, all I could hear was the deafening silence

paramedics work on Lyla's

to shake me to my core. But now, seeing her like this—barely clinging to life—was something I never

from her sweat-dampened forehead. "Stay with me, Lyla," I murmured, my voice raw with desperation. "I need

eyes suddenly darkened, a sign that someone was mind-linking him. His expression shifted from concern to sheer horror. I held my breath, watching as various emotions flickered across his face. When Lenny's eyes finally cleared, the grim expression

it?" I demanded, my grip on

multiple explosions throughout the pack. The

a moment, all I could do was

My fist crashed against the side of the ambulance, leaving a deep

body shaking with

are your

Go now and summon the Gammas

silver-grey fur as he leapt from the moving vehicle. The ambulance doors slammed shut behind him,

stroking her cheek. I wished I could hold her, shield her from all of this. But I couldn't afford to be weak right now.

reached the hospital, a team of medical staff was already waiting at the VIP entrance. They rushed forward with a stretcher, their movements

her inside! Start

Lyla away, Lax howling

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