277: For I have two foes...

Lyla

"Nathan has been gathering allies from beyond and all the packs around us, too – forces willing to march under the Blue Ridge banner—Alphas who are desperate, who believe in whatever promises he made. Promises of power, of vengeance, not to mention all of them are bound to him through the blood oath, and those who disagree with him meet their death like my brother," she sobbed.

I stared at her, still trying to wrap my head around everything she said.

"It's a death wish, Lyla," she sobbed.

"You think I can just tell him to stop?" I scoffed. "You think he'll listen to me? He had me thrown into a pit, tortured me nonstop, and then forced me to take the blood oath. I am probably just like any of you now."

"But he trusts you," Luna Vanessa countered. Her gaze was still pleading. "You're the only one he allows access to whatever he's doing. All his meetings…"

"That's because I'm the Moonsinger and should know these things."

"Or because he still loves you. If you tell him to stop – if you tell him it's wrong – he might reconsider."

My frustration was mounting. Anger and confusion were slowly building up inside me. "Why are you telling me this? Why not speak to him yourself?"

Luna Vanessa's eyes softened. "Because I can't reach him, Lyla. Not the way you can. He's… slipping away. He asked Clarissa to come back to the house. He lives on his own, except his father, of course."

"Just because…"

"Lyla," she stopped me, reaching for my hands. "Stop trying to make excuses. We all know his feelings for you are genuine. And there's more – more that you need to know." She paused as if she wanted to gather strength. "I've been talking to other Alphas – mostly your father's closest friends, and we'd like to do your father's bidding."

of things

left you a letter, and I know you've read

punch—the letter – my father's so-called final words to me. I had never had the chance to read it because I didn't think it would contain anything, and I wasn't in the mood to read an entire blackmail of

wildest imagination did I think it would be something important. But she didn't know, and no one

I

Nathan's behaviour – the things he did, even as a child," her voice dropped lower. "I'm not sure you know this, but even as a child, after the death of his

throat tightened as a familiar ache bloomed in my chest. My father – his absence, his coldness. The way he had

say anything, I just stayed

"He loved

angrily toward the sleeping baby. "Isn't your son going to be the Future

all of these things because Nathan will kill us all if he continues down this path. My daughter's title – my son's heritage – my ambitions –

my chest. "I'm sure he knows what he's

all these strange things with magic and forcing our warriors to

I had trusted—a boy whose pain had

– a man I had resented, whose love I had long given

know what you want me to do…" I started with

weakened but alive.

first place? I demanded though doubt had already begun to gnaw at me. "You've never cared

I was blinded by ambition and jealousy. Your father never stopped loving your mother. She was the third person in my marriage. He would always

smile crossed her

of you the same way. You constantly reminded me of what I and my daughter could never bet to him." She looked toward the baby again. "But now I understand what truly matters and how important love is.

me. Nathan's strange behaviour lately, the way he'd insisted I stay close

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