The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 295: The New Order

Ramsey

I stared at the stack of reports on my desk, each page with numbers representing lives lost and battles fought. Two weeks had passed since the Feral attacks, and we were still counting our dead.

"Fifty-three warriors killed in action," Lenny said, standing at attention as he delivered his analysis. "Another seventy-two wounded, eighteen of them critically. We lost four healers who were trying to evacuate civilians."

My grandfather shifted in his chair, his expression grim. His arm was still in a cast from where a Feral had nearly torn it off. The Elders of the White Moon Pack and the Council of the White Mountain Region sat in a semicircle, their faces solemn as they absorbed the casualties.

"What about the enemy's losses?" I asked, keeping my voice steady.

"We captured alive approximately two hundred Ferals," Lenny continued. "Another thirty or so died when they turned on each other in the confusion. We also took down fifteen of Nathan's elite guards who were commanding the Ferals."

"And the refugees?" I asked.

"Three hundred and twenty-seven from the Southern Packs," Lenny replied. "Mostly women, children, and elders. Sixty-two warriors among them, all loyal to the fallen Alphas."

Gamma Darius stood silently behind my chair, his presence a comfort. Unlike most of the elders, Darius had been on the front lines with me, fighting to protect our people.

"The Ferals showed unexpected coordination," Lenny added. "They moved like a trained military unit, not like the mindless beasts we're used to facing."

"That's Nathan's influence," my grandfather growled. "Or whatever is controlling him."

an elder murmured, and

report, a heavy silence fell over the room. I waited, knowing what would come

I wasn't disappointed.

his eighty years, "what measures will be put in place for the next attack? Or are we going to rely solely on the power

Ferals, healed the wounded—but old Lycans were slow to trust Lyla's power, and since she wasn't

our defenses regardless. Additional barriers are

and good," Elder Silva pressed, "but shouldn't we be seeking more traditional

to his feet. "We need to focus on helping restore White Hill Pack. Thankfully, a few of them survived." He cleared his throat. "Also, we must send the werewolves

up sharply. "The

he

would we do that?" I asked, already knowing the answer but

We cannot harbor the enemy. Besides, shouldn't we be more worried about food and resources being depleted by the presence of these foreigners? We don't know how long

hundreds of scared women and children because they're from the 'enemy side'?" I kept my voice deliberately

said firmly, meeting my gaze without shame. "Their Alphas chose to align with

inside me. I stood slowly, walking up to Elder Maddox

asked quietly. "Telling me to go pay for damages and

could respond,

a weakling," I announced. "I've listened to your advice, deferred to your experience." I swept my gaze across their shocked faces. "All I wanted was

me. "Starting today, I'm dissolving all councils.

widened, but there was something like pride

that!" Elder Silva sputtered. "It's