The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 320: Siege

Lyla

The door burst open suddenly as Caius rushed in. Though his face remained carefully blank, I knew immediately that something was wrong. He approached Ramsey directly, bending to whisper in his ear.

I watched Ramsey's expression, searching for any reaction, but he maintained perfect control. He nodded once before Caius straightened and left the room as quickly as he'd arrived.

"What was that about?" I asked, concerned.

"It's fine," Ramsey replied, suddenly gathering the maps on the table and forgetting about the tears he had seen in my eyes.. "It's nothing to worry about. I'll take care of it."

"Ramsey—"

"You need rest," he said, cutting me off gently. "Let me take you back to the pack house."

"Don't do that with me, Ramsey," I said with a deep sigh. "I know Caius didn't come bearing good news. Just tell me what the problem is, I swear, I won't act on my own volition. I need to know."

"Baby," he said quietly, looking into my eyes directly. "It's nothing to worry about, I promise."

I wanted to press further, but exhaustion was catching up with me. My chest wound throbbed dully despite Terra's healing, and the news of my pregnancy had left me emotionally drained.

When we stepped into the corridor, Nanny rose from the chair she had been sitting in, clearly waiting for us. She came to me immediately, glancing from me to Ramsey. I know in her head, she must be wondering why Ramsey wasn't dancing with joy because of the baby news.

I didn't know what excuse I would give her regarding that. Nanny didn't know about the sacrifice yet. If she knows, my days of freedom would be over. Unlike Ramsey, who might deal gently with me and not force his ideas on me, Nanny didn't care about my stance. She will do what she wants if she thinks it will protect me.

"I'll help her back," Nanny offered, reaching for my arm.

"No need," Ramsey said, with a polite but firm tone. "I'll take her myself."

Nanny hesitated, then nodded, shooting me a questioning look. I gave her a slight shrug in response, also glad that I won't be getting questioned by her anytime soon.

Ramsey slid his arm around my waist, his other hand taking mine. He held me close but carefully, mindful of my injury, his body providing warmth and support as we walked. The simple contact calmed me despite my concern over the secret message.

car, he helped me into the passenger seat with gentle hands before walking around to the driver's side. As we pulled away from the command

the Ferals

assured me, his eyes focused on the

"But—"

he said, reaching over to squeeze my

and leaned back against the seat, closing my eyes in defeat. If he wouldn't tell me now, I'd find out another way later. For the moment, I was too tired to

stomach growled loudly in the quiet

the tension that had formed between us.. "Sounds like we need

am starving," I admitted, placing a hand over

sent most of the kitchen staff home to be with their families," Ramsey explained. "There's only a skeleton crew taking turns for meals at the pack house. Let's stop somewhere on

town and pulled into a small restaurant that had somehow remained open despite the recent battles. The owner, a werewolf, surprisingly,

vegetables, soup, and an entire basket of bread. When it arrived, I devoured everything with an

as I finished my steak and started on my second serving of potatoes. "I'm glad you're eating well," he

replied between bites, then

to cut up my steak into small chunks. He looked up from his

you say anything?" he asked,

so it's normal for my body to want all the food

his cutting. "It's my greatest pleasure to see you add some flesh. You've always looked the same to me, and honestly, it worries me that I might injure you whenever we're…" he paused, glancing around, but no one was paying attention

"So, you prefer women with more

It's one of my biggest fantasies.

you kept Cassidy around for the longest time. She's like a size zero, why…" I stopped talking, wishing I could take back the last few seconds. Again, I let my intrusive

sorry, I didn't mean it like

continued cutting up the steak. "I know you're annoyed that my

out of my head.

afterwards, and sadly, I didn't lose my appetite after that. So, I had to endure a

the pack house. Evening had fallen, casting

at the door to greet us.

herbs, carefully assisted me in changing the bandage on my chest, and helped me find comfortable clothes to sleep in.

to get me water, snacks, and some medicine, in case I