The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 314

Chapter 314 314: Awakening II

Lyla

This moment, this fight… was to his delight because he was harnessing the powers, using them to awaken himself and escape the curse. My weakness was his strength.

I have to stop.

"I have to stop," I murmured, hoping Nanny could hear me. Everything was sounding so far away.

"What did you say?" I heard her ask.

"I have to stop," I murmured again, trying not to cry. "He's using my strength… that's why I'm weak. Please help me stop…"

"What!" Nanny brought her ear close to my mouth. "What are you saying?"

The Blue Cloak had reached Ramsey. I wanted to scream out, gods!, I tried to call out to Ramsey, but the words were stuck in my throat, and I could barely keep my eyes open.

Lenny saw the cloak but not the knife… Just as he realised… the knife glittered in the hot afternoon sun…

Ten thousand years ago, when the sun shone so fiercely in the sky like it was now, Neriah had witnessed the death of her mate, Thames, dying in the arms of the man she had to marry, Rian.

I watched as the knife came up again, glittering with sun and blood…

"Lyla!" I heard Nanny's voice calling my name from afar.

I was so weak, I couldn't answer.

ago, Neriah had run mad and

to stare at the sun… I couldn't stop

already buckled, my body collapsing as the last of my energy

grew distant,

was it—I had pushed too far, used

It moved with purpose, racing toward me like a comet. As it drew closer, I could make out

I whispered

this strange in-between place. She was radiant, and her fur shimmered with a soft glow. Her eyes were more knowing

you waiting for?" Nymeris growled, her voice echoing in my mind. "Fight with your

all my power trying to transform the

transformation ability—it drains you because

How was Nymeris here? Had she ever truly died? Was this just

questions can wait," Nymeris

strength surged through me—not the external power I channelled when singing, but something deeper, more primal. My own strength, my

with tears streaming down her face. My elite guards and the former Ferals fought desperately to hold back a new wave of enemies

transforming the Ferals. That wasn't the way to win

that the movement made Nanny gasp in

said, my voice stronger than it had been in days. "I need to fight

but I raised my hand. Blue flame erupted from my palm—not the gentle healing energy I usually channelled, but raw power. The flame struck the

them. I just needed

weaken every Feral

moved through the battle like the wind, untouchable and unstoppable. With each wave of my hand, blue flames shot forth, striking Ferals and dropping them instantly. My aura extended around me, a field of power that made

shouted to my elite

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