The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 262

Chapter 262 262: The genesis of the problem...

Lyla

The clearing disappeared, replaced by a different scene…

I was standing in an open field. It was day, yet the moon was shining and full. In the centre of the field stood a woman dressed in what seemed like mourning clothes. She was singing, too. The same blue energy surrounded her, but there was something different about it… something dark.

Beside her lay two lifeless bodies. When I moved closer, I gasped with shock when I realised it was Thames and Rian and they were both dead. Their faces were peaceful in death and their hands were crossed over their chests, but there was something wrong about seeing them this way.

Something that made my soul cry out in protest.

When I looked at Neriah, her face was pale and streaked with tears and her hands were trembling as she continued to sing – as if she had no choice. And then her eyes met mine. For a moment, time froze.

Her eyes widened in recognition. I saw my face in hers. Our eyes reflected the same image, and then her lips began to move, whispering something I couldn't hear. But her expression – gods, her expression was pure agony.

I strained my ears, wishing I could hear what she was saying. Her lips formed the words again. As I opened my mouth to scream out, perhaps to tell her I couldn't hear what she was saying…

"Lyla?"

A voice snapped me out of the trance. The blue energy dissipated like mist in the morning sunlight as my feet settled firmly back on the ground. I gasped, my knees buckling as I collapsed onto the damp earth.

The energy left me instantly breathless and trembling. The song had stopped too.

The vision… what the hell was that? I clutched my chest, struggling to steady my breathing, my body was still thrumming from the raw power that had coursed through me.

A soft sound made me whip around.

Someone was watching me.

figure stood at the edge of the clearing, hands clasped before her. Her

Nanny.

My heart lurched.

my feet, unsteady but desperate. "Nanny!" I cried, joy and relief flooding through me at the sight

arms around her fragile frame breathing in her comforting

to look at my face. The warmth of

was staring at me, a strange look in

I asked,

out and touched my hair, fingers brushing against the strands as if searching for

slowly began

streak," she said softly, wonder in her voice. "It's back and

I blinked. "What?"

from birth. The same streak that had faded to almost nothing after I'd lost my moonsinging ability. I pulled a strand forward to see it—rich, silver against my otherwise brown hair, now shot through with what

gently turned my face toward the dying light of the sun. "The brown streak in

asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "What's happening to

shifting to the clearing where

the prophecy is coming to pass." She took my hands in hers, her grip surprisingly strong. "You're remembering who you truly are, Lyla. And not a

my spine at her words, the echo of my vision—Thames and Rian, lifeless on those

"In a trance. I saw Neriah, and she was singing over Thames and Rian.

paused, remembering that Nanny may not know who Rian and Thames maybe but when I turned to her, her

are?" I asked

less time than I feared," she whispered. "Come, child. There's much I need to tell you, and

you

"I see death coming between two people who are closest to your heart. Mother Liora must have mentioned one of them to

shook my head, as the hair at the back of my neck stood. "Mother Liora mentioned that when it is time, I have to kill, Nathan, else he would kill Ramsey and that he's a tool

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