The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 278

Chapter 278 278: The secret of the private study...

Lyla

I wasted so much time with Luna Vanessa that by the time I went to where Nathan was supposed to meet with the shooters, I was told he had returned to the Beta house.

Immediately, I hurried to him. But when I entered Nathan's home office, where an Omega had informed me he was, a chill ran down my spine. Clarissa was there, lounging comfortably on the edge of his desk.

Her legs crossed delicately, her manicured fingers drumming against the wood. Her smile was smug—too smug—and the glimmer in her eyes was unmistakable. It felt like I had walked into a scene I wasn't' meant to see.

Or maybe they were saying something about me, and my presence stopped the conversation.

Nathan barely glanced up when I stepped inside. His attention was glued to his phone, fingers tapping across the screen steadily. He looked up briefly, then back down.

Instantly, I felt uncomfortable.

""Where have you been?"" he asked casually. ""You're' more than thirty minutes late.""

I couldn't help but look at Clarissa again, tilting her head. The smirk on her face deepened. My insides twisted with uncertainty as I noticed her self–satisfied smile, which seemed to hide something—a secret, perhaps, or a victory I wasn't yet aware of.

I felt that she knew I had spoken with her mother, so I decided to tell the truth. Keeping my expression neutral, I faced Nathan.

"I stopped by to chat with Luna Vanessa," I replied quietly, meeting his gaze as a small smile played on my lips.

He paused, lowering the phone for just a fraction of a second. Not before I noticed his eyes darting between me and Clarissa.

""What about?""

My eyes shifted to Clarissa again. She was watching me intently, like a cat playing with its prey. It was maddening. I turned back to Nathan, keeping my voice steady.

"She wanted me to talk to you about the war with Ramsey," I began. "She wanted me to beg you not to go ahead with it. To try to convince you that we could seek other solutions and hope you will reconsider. She's worried. She thinks it's' too risky."

The phone was still in his hand, though he wasn't typing on it as rapidly as before. The room felt suffocating. I considered stopping there, but something in me—some

brought up the letter

seemed to catch his attention. Nathan straightened, meeting and holding my gaze for the first time I stepped inside his office. Clarissa's smirk faltered just a bit. The satisfaction in her eyes

letter?" Nathan's tone was cautious

She said she knew I'd read it

casual disinterest—too casual. I could see the effort behind it. He set the phone down slowly,

"Leave," he said firmly.

didn't move immediately. Her eyes darted to me, like she dared me to celebrate the victory. She uncrossed her legs

If there's anyone who

continue

"I don't think—"

Nathan repeated, his voice had gone

glare, making sure she bumped into me, but I couldn't care less. I wasn't interested in

Nathan leaned back against the desk, his gaze settling on

to lie

no need to do that.

words felt bitter, a reminder of my

out—but it was gone too quickly. Deciding to push my luck, I decided to question

that hotel, I took the letter with me and intended to open it. I left it on the dresser as a reminder, but after everything, I forgot to take it back with me and never got

expression didn't change, but his eyes flickered

cleaners brought it to me after you

with relief. "Do you have

amused. Then he reached into his pocket and pulled out a folded piece of what seemed like an envelope. Without a word, he tossed it toward me. I caught

since that day. Since you never bothered to ask about it, I just assumed you didn't want it,"

the letter, the questions I had buried, the uncertainties,

where my father's' private study is?" I asked quietly, lifting my eyes to

fraction, and he folded his

he replied,

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