The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 240 240: Shadows of betrayal...

Ramsey

There was a long pause before I recovered and chuckled.

"C'mon, I know Nathan can be anything, but association with the Dark One or being the Dark One is pretty steep."

"Well," Caius shrugged. "I've looked into a lot of things aside from just the video evidence. Blue Ridge pack is the only Werewolf pack that was not directly hit by the ferals. The one time they had an incident was during the burial ceremony of Alpha Loga,n and it's safe to assume that it was because of the Moonsinger."

Now that Caius had mentioned it, Blue Ridge has never really been hit by the Ferals. "I don't know how to react to this. I agree that his video does look strange,ge but we cannot just conclude. Accusing someone of being the dark one is a strong allegation."

"I'll try to bring more evidence, Alpha. Besides," he lowered his voice, ice, "Something is troubling me about Nathan's time in our dungeon."

"What do you mean?" I asked, instantly alert.

"Four years is a long time… long enough to forge an alliance among our people, plant seeds of doubt and do whatever he wants to do." Caius's eyes had darted around as if to ensure no one was eavesdropping. "I remembered my father mentioning to me casually that Nathan was having it too easy. He had almost no restriction except he was confined."

"Your point?" I asked.

"For him to have coordinated Alpha Logan's death from inside the dungeons… it suggests a network, planning and resources. Who knows what else he might have orchestrated and what he's capable of doing? There is no single record of ammunition or strange faces coming in or leaving the pack…"

"Are you saying he has allies amongst our people?"

"Or he might have planned all of these things ahead of time and used the Harvest Moon to finalize them. My gut instincts tell me so," Caius said.

Gammas, unlike other creatures, were built specifically for warfare, so 90% of the time, they're always sure of things like these. But the suggestion that Nathan had been in the dungeon planning to lay siege sent ice through my veins.

"You think there are more plots we don't know about?"

"With your permission, I'd like to investigate the guards who served at the dungeon during Nathan's imprisonment. There might be connections we've missed."

"Go ahead," I agreed and was about to leave when Caius placed a hand on my arm, making me pause and turn to him.

it?"

if Lenny isn't informed of this conversation I just

My Beta? Why the hell

if he'd rather say something else than what he was saying at that moment. "It's not that I don't trust him. But… he's

be controlled by someone like Nathan? It seems you

that, he went there on days not designated and asked the guards not to put it on

heart shook with fear for a mom, ent but I tried not

any accusations. I'm sure there might be reasons why he did that, and I wouldn't want to wrongfully implicate your

have him do that to Lenny, but finally, I agreed. As we stood there in silence, a nurse approached me. Her

"Your Luna

Caius I needed an hourly update. As I approached her room, I pushed

looking fragile but alive – wonderfully, miraculously alive. At least the colour was returning to her pale cheeks. When she saw me, her face lit up, and she stretched a

name on her

her hand in mine and pressing tiny kisses to her knuckle, breathing in her scent beneath

her hair. "I thought I'd lost

into my embrace, even though her body was still far too cold for my liking. "Are you okay?" she asked she

who nearly…" I couldn't

before the building came down, she took her form. So all of that building falling and brui,ses, etc.

grateful to her," I whispered, pulling

shifted onto the hospital bed, positioning myself behind Lyla so she could rest against my chest. She sighed contently as my arms encircled her waist, her head tucked beneath

eyebrow but wisely said nothing about my disregard for hospital protocol. The nurse soon finished checking her vitals and changed

turned slightly in my

I need to go back to

my arms tightened around her reflexively. "What? That's not happening, Lyla. Not now, not ever. That is not

shakily, lowering

dictate our actions," I cut in, jaw clenched. "We

understand…"

just tried to kill you. Do you know how many places in the pack are in ruins? He killed our people, Lyla, and

been more explosions. More people were injured – some too weak for their Lycans to heal. You heard what he said earlier; he said the explosions were just the beginning. He says he'll burn

commanded, gently turning her face to mine. "None