Chapter 281 281: Hard choices III

Lyla

"A perfect medium? You are trying to tell me that you know when and how I was born?"

He nodded. "I followed your mother from the small shack where she gave birth to you, outside the Moon Temple, of course. Your birth woke me up, and then I followed your little journey up until she came to Blue Ridge pack, and your step-mother Luna Vanessa had to come to terms that her husband is a cheat."

"My mother was also deceived."

"I know," he nodded, "but I'm not talking about her either. Do you know what makes you extra special?"

I tried not to show curiosity. "What?"

"Your mother is a high priestess. Do you know what power she possesses? And then she passed a lot of it to you, Lyla. You don't just sing and heal with your voice. You're capable of so much more, but it's good you're not in touch with the other side of your powers. It benefits me."

"Was that why you were wary of Nymeris?"

He didn't answer. He evaded the question. "Now, I know that still forcing you to take the blood oath is a big scam. Thankfully, Nathan is here."

"You didn't tell me how you started influencing, Nathan?" I interrupted him. I wanted to buy more time.

"He made himself a willing host".

"How?"

died, he opened up himself, and I saw the perfect opportunity. And he's such a good host,"

around Nathan's form. Yet it wasn't

my lips as more accusation than

spread across Nathan's face—no, Xander's face now. Nathan's features twisted into an expression that looked

his voice a bizarre blend of Nathan's familiar tone and something older, more sinister.

balling into fists at my sides. "Whatever you're

not quite what you think," he interrupted, looking almost amused. "I only use Nathan as my medium. But during that cleansing ceremony, when Nathan came to wake you in the world of your mind? That's when I fully manifested

to that strange, dreamlike state where Nathan had appeared as my

much animosity, this feeling that he was just prey in a world of

"You're lying."

against the wall. "You want to believe that, Lyla, because it's easier to think that someone else is pulling Nathan's strings. But I'm telling you now—the things Nathan's done, the blood he's spilled, the war he's waging—it's all him. His anger, his jealousy, his hunger for power. I

flash, I lunged forward, grabbing a heavy metal paperweight from my father's desk. One of the unexpected advantages of my Moonsinger abilities was enhanced strength, and I felt it coursing through me

my improvised weapon. "If you injure me, you're injuring Nathan indirectly," he said, his voice unnervingly calm. "Is

I was so sick of being manipulated and being

"Make me," Xander whispered.

swung the paperweight, aiming for his shoulder—a blow that would hurt but not cause permanent damage. He dodged so quickly that I didn't see him grabbing my arm and

I was angry now.

because I didn't want to end up killing everyone like Neriah did. I finally let go of the rage that has

knocking him back against the wall of photographs. My fist connected with his jaw, and I felt a rush of satisfaction at the surprised look in his eyes. Clearly, he hadn't expected

said, wiping a trickle of blood from

have no idea," I

of punches, most of which I managed to block, though a few connected painfully with my ribs. I responded

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