The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 319: Tears and peace...

Lyla

Ramsey stared at me for a few seconds. The news of Lenny finally waking up was certainly the last thing he was expecting to hear.

"A-Are you sure?" he asked with a whisper. "The healer said he wasn't responding to any treatment and we should prepare for the worst."

"Well," I shrugged, "Good thing you have me. I know how much Lenny means to you – sometimes I wonder if you love him more than me. Bottom line, I was able to heal him – it was a nasty poison, but I took care of it. He's fine and resting now."

He stared at me again as if his brain was still processing my words. "Lenny is… healed?"

"Yes," I confirmed again, still a tad surprised at what I'd done. "The poison is gone. He's resting now, but he'll make a full recovery."

For a moment, Ramsey didn't move or speak, and then he scoffed, lowering his head until it was almost touching my lap.

"I thought—" His voice broke. He ran a hand over his face, trying to hide the sudden wave of emotion that passed through him. "I thought I was going to lose him. The healers said there was nothing more they could do."

I reached for his hand and squeezed it gently. "He's going to be okay, Ramsey."

"You don't understand," he said, rising to his feet. "These past few days have been…"

He turned away, giving me his back. I could see his shoulders were tight with tension. I waited patiently, giving him the space to collect himself.

"I almost lost you both on the same day," he finally said, still facing away from me. "The two people I care about most in this world, and I couldn't protect either of you."

When he turned back, the controlled, powerful Lycan Leader was gone. In his place stood just Ramsey—vulnerable, exhausted, and fighting tears.

"I've been sitting beside his bed every night, when the healers go to rest, and after I leave your room too," he confessed. "I watched him getting weaker, Lyla, knowing it was my fault. That knife was meant for me. He took it; he was protecting me. I'm not such a great friend to him. We don't agree on so many things yet, but he willingly put himself in harm's way to save me."

cheek, and he made no move to wipe it

whisper. "When I saw Cassidy's knife in your chest... I've never felt so

followed the first, and he didn't try to hide them. I'd never seen Ramsey cry this way—not when he was wounded in battle, not when we lost warriors, not

have forgiven myself." His words came out with a painful sound. "I'm supposed to protect the people I love, and I failed. Completely. Everyone was

I tried to

my life making the wrong

father was a better Lycan Leader. He kept our world at peace and made all the werewolves submissive under the rule of the White Moon Throne. No one dared cross him; his only flaw was his weird

as if to dispel the direction of his thoughts. "I don't blame you for anything, Lyla. I wouldn't want me

fighting for control. Then he broke, pulling me against him and burying his face in my hair as his body shook

a failure, Ramsey. You didn't fail," I whispered. "We're both still

was no cure... I've never felt so powerless. I've been making war plans, giving orders, and pretending I knew what to do, but inside, I was falling apart. I couldn't save him. I couldn't save you. What kind of Lycan Leader does that

to place my hand on his tear-streaked face. "The kind who feels. The kind who cares so deeply

afraid. There's so much at stake now—you, our world, our packs. I

the naked emotion on his face—this was a side of Ramsey few ever saw. The weight of leadership, the constant pressure to be strong for others, had built walls around his heart that

I promised. "We're stronger together, remember? All of

we can't win? The war council suggested I storm into White Lake and capture Elder Thorne and his family. That would force their warriors to fight alongside ours. But I don't

breath, trying to centre myself in the situation.

I clasped his hands like a

fought with Xander yet… this is just a piece of what's to come. You must do everything necessary to achieve what you want. That is the only way to protect me, to protect Lenny and

groaned. "I hate this… I hate being like

than me when it comes to decision making, and you must agree we're misfits… the Moon Goddess must have been drunk when she paired us together.

laughter from

he whispered. "For saving Lenny. For saving yourself. For giving me hope when I thought it

gradually subsided. I felt something change

wasn't being truthful. Not completely. The truth is

he finally pulled away, wiping the last traces of tears from his face, I saw Ramsey returning, the man I had met at 19. The same one who would reject me every time we met. The same man whom I love so much, I couldn't take a breath without him. The same man,