The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 310

Chapter 310 310: Homecoming...

310 Homecoming...

Lyla POV

I paced back and forth across the lounge area of the pack house, my frustration growing with each step. Across the room, Caius lounged in an armchair, watching me with that infuriating smile on his face.

"You can wear a hole in the floor, but it won't change anything," he said, his tone light and unbothered.

"You lied to me," I snapped, spinning to face him. "You were supposed to take me to White Lake."

Caius shrugged. "I was supposed to keep you safe. Those were Ramsey's orders."

"So this whole time, you were never planning to help me reach White Lake?"

"Not even for a second," he admitted without a trace of remorse. "The moment we were out of sight, my job was to bring you straight back here."

I resumed pacing, my hands clenched at my sides. For the past twenty-four hours, I'd been effectively under house arrest. Caius refused to let me leave the pack house, and the former Ferals, whom I thought were my allies, turned out to be my jailers.

Nanny entered the reception area, her face bright with excitement. "They're coming! The scouts have just reported that Ramsey's convoy is crossing our borders. They've won!"

My anger temporarily subsided, replaced by a sense of relief. "Everyone's okay?"

"There were casualties," Nanny said, her expression sobering. "But they defeated Nathan's forces. He escaped with only a handful of followers."

That news should have thrilled me, but I couldn't fully celebrate. Not when I'd been tricked and confined while others fought and died.

"How long until they arrive?" I asked.

"Any minute now," Nanny replied, moving to organise the healers waiting to tend the wounded.

Caius rose from his chair, stretching lazily. "See? Everything worked out. Ramsey handled Nathan without you needing to risk your life seeking the help of the warriors from White Lake Pack."

I shot him a withering glare. "This isn't over. You don't know the full prophecy, Caius. We still have to face Xander and his goons. This is nothing compared to the Great War, and Nathan is still out there."

"One battle at a time, Moonsinger," he replied, unfazed by my anger.

sound of engines approaching drew everyone's attention. I moved to the window, watching as a convoy of vehicles pulled into the courtyard. Warriors poured out,

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the crowd anxiously until I spotted him—Ramsey, climbing out of the lead vehicle. He looked exhausted, with

surviving and berate him for

Something passed between us—relief, love, and a complexity

nod to Caius and

moment the door closed behind us, I opened my mouth to unleash my frustration. But before I could speak a single word, Ramsey pulled me against him, his lips

slightly—from exhaustion, relief, or both. His hands moved to frame my face, and when he finally broke the kiss, his eyes were

me," I said, but the accusation lacked

keep you safe," he replied, his thumbs gently stroking my cheeks. "I couldn't fight Nathan

I might not see you

fragile thing that needs protection," I argued, even as I leaned

"Which means I'll do whatever it takes to keep you from harm, even if it makes you hate

my forehead against his chest. "I could never hate you. I wish you'd

around me. "Next time,

gently stroking my cheeks. "I couldn't fight Nathan while worrying about you walking into

thing that needs protection," I argued, even as I leaned into his touch.

in the way he held me, something almost fearful that I couldn't quite understand. Something had happened during the battle—something beyond defeating

me?" I asked, pulling back

quickly consumed any remaining anger. Whatever secrets he was

moved to the bed without breaking apart, clothes falling away as we rediscovered each other. In this moment, there

my head on his chest as I listened to his heartbeat slowly return to normal. Outside, the sounds of celebration drifted up from the courtyard as the pack rejoiced

me what happened," I said softly. "All of

bare shoulder as he recounted the battle—the surprise attack, the ambush by Ferals and panthers, and the revelation of the Lycan war form

I echoed, propping myself up to look at him. "I've never heard

a closely guarded secret among true Lycans. A third shape—not human, not wolf, but

Nathan knows about it now,"

but his army is destroyed. He's

the Sword. I don't even know why Nathan is fighting us in the first place. It

flickered across Ramsey's face—that same guarded

else happened?" I pressed. "Something

hesitated, then sighed in resignation. "We found a fragment of the prophecy in Nathan's camp. The part about

heart raced. "What did it

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