The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 300

Lyla

"False alarm," Ramsey announced as he strode into the war room. "There was no breach at the northern gate."

I looked up from the ritual preparations I was reviewing with Nanny. "What about the dead sentries?"

"That part was real," he said grimly. "Three warriors, throats slit. But there's no evidence of an invading force. No tracks, no scents, nothing."

Something cold settled in my stomach. "An inside job."

Ramsey nodded. "Someone wanted to draw our attention away from something else."

"Or someone," Gamma Darius added, his eyes meeting mine. "Like the bomb in your car."

We all fell silent, the implications hanging heavy in the air. White Moon had a traitor—perhaps more than one—working for Nathan.

"The ritual must continue", I said finally. "We need those Ferals fighting for us, not against us."

"I'll increase security around the ritual grounds," Ramsey decided. "No one gets within a hundred yards except those directly involved."

I shook my head. "No, Ramsey. The ritual requires solitude. Just me and the Ferals."

"Absolutely not." His tone was firm. "Not with a traitor in our midst."

"The ritual won't work otherwise," Nanny interjected. "Ancient magic has requirements that can't be ignored. Interference from others will disrupt the energy flow."

Ramsey looked torn, his desire to protect me warring with our desperate need for the Ferals' strength.

"I'll be fine," I assured him, touching his arm. "The Ferals won't hurt me. They respond to my voice."

After much argument, we reached a compromise: guards would maintain a perimeter around the ritual grounds, far enough away not to interfere with the magic but close enough to respond if anything went wrong.

As sunset approached, I retreated to prepare myself. In my room, I bathed in water infused with sacred herbs, cleansing my body and spirit. Nanny helped me dress in the traditional ritual garb—a flowing white gown with golden embroidery that caught the light like liquid moonbeams.

"Are you certain about this?" she asked as she wove moonflowers into my hair. "Converting so many Ferals at once has never been attempted."

replied. "Nathan arrives by

nodded, her eyes sad. "I've been rereading the prophecy. The part

first," I interrupted.

emerged from my room, Ramsey was waiting. His breath caught visibly when

like the Moon Goddess herself,"

"Let's

the ritual grounds—a natural clearing in the heart of White Mountain territory. The full moon

here," Ramsey promised, stopping at the perimeter line. "If anything feels wrong,

the ritual once it began could have disastrous consequences. With

three hundred and fifty of them, held in special restraints by handlers who would release them when I gave the signal. These weren't ordinary Ferals—they were the elite fighters the Dark One had been sending all along to White Mountains, and Ramsey had been wise enough to capture them. These were the ones who had killed dozens of warriors before

we discovered that only elite Ferals had a Trinax,

place's energy intensify as moonlight

my voice carrying across the

handlers hesitated, exchanging nervous

"Now," I insisted.

restraints one by one and quickly retreated to the perimeter. The Ferals watched them go but made no move to attack. Instead, their

melody calmed their

handful of crushed herbs from a golden bowl and cast them into the small fire burning before me. The flames turned blue, releasing fragrant smoke that went

gaining power, "hear my call. These souls before me are

as if in pain. I continued, my voice rising and falling in

of Neriah, line of the first Moonsinger,

a silver knife and cut across my palm, letting droplets of blood fall into the fire. The flames surged

the nearest

the light," I

fur rippling as the magic took hold. Before my eyes, his form began to change—not to human, but to a normal wolf.

at me and bowed his

more easily than others.

on my forehead, and my hand throbbed where I'd cut it.

I whispered, stumbling slightly as

eyes still burned with madness as I placed my

the light," I commanded,

a vicious

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