The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 321

Chapter 321: Old secrets...

Ramsey POV

"How many are there?" Lyla asked, and I could see her brain running in motion, already thinking of strategies.

"Nearly their entire fighting force—about three hundred warriors. They've set up fortified positions all along the border," I replied.

"And our response?"

"I've mobilised our defence units, but I've ordered them not to engage unless attacked," I explained. "I'm hoping to resolve this diplomatically first. I've sent a messenger requesting a meeting with Elder Thorne at dawn."

She nodded. "Good. We need to understand their motivation before we fight. This isn't like the White Lake Pack—we have a common enemy, we should be fighting Xander side by side, not fighting each other, and I refuse to believe that Elder Thorne, with all his sensibility, would pick a fight because you refused to marry his daughter.

"Elder Thorne is a very shrewd man. He would never do anything if he thought he would lose. There must be a reason for this," I agreed thoughtfully. "Something significant must have changed for him to take such action."

"The Dark One," Lyla suggested. "You think he has gotten hold of Elder Thorne? But what on earth would he want? I doubt if his biggest desire is to see you married to his daughter?"

"It might be the Dark One's doing, who knows?" I agreed. "Or perhaps Cassidy has convinced her father that we're the threat."

"She doesn't think we were threats. She only mentioned that she was supposed to sit on the White Moon Throne with you to unlock its power, which was her destiny. It doesn't make sense," Lyla sighed. "What will you do now?"

"I'm meeting with the War Council. I need to hear their opinion before we proceed. Like you said, I'm done trying to get everything without a touch of violence, which seems inevitable at this point."

She tried to rise from the bed. "I should come with you to the meeting. As Moonsinger, my presence might—"

"No," I said firmly, gently pressing her back against the pillows. "You're still healing, and you should rest more. I'll need you for tomorrow. Besides, anything can happen at any time. We're no longer safe in our pack."

She wanted to argue, but her eyelids were growing heavy. "Promise you'll wake me if you really need my help," she murmured.

"I promise," I said, leaning down to kiss her forehead.

She yawned again. "I love you, Ramsey Kincaid. Always…"

I just sat next to her, watching her fall asleep. When I thought sleep had finally claimed her, her eyelids fluttered

to stay awake. "The prophecy in my father's hidden study mentioned

"Twin moon…" I supplied.

her eyes closed, "What if it wasn't referring to the twin

you

"But White Lake's

her hair gently. "We'll figure it

finally surrendering to exhaustion.

for a bit as my mind continued working, trying to connect the pieces – Cassidy's attack on Lyla and her claim to the White Moon Throne, the White Lake's siege, the Dark

front of me, if only I could

tucking Lyla in properly, I closed the bedroom door quietly and headed downstairs. My mind raced with strategies for tomorrow's meeting with Elder

the foot of the stairway, despite the late hour. With Seth, it was always difficult to know when

regarding anything that happens

those

face me when he heard

bring him to the garden," I ordered. "Tell him it's

nodded, heading

hang the peace sign outside our territory. I won't fight blindly without understanding why Elder Thorne has brought an army to our

do, came Caius's prompt reply. Do you think they'll respect

honour

against my face, carrying the scent of night-blooming flowers. This place had always been my refuge when

I sat on a stone bench, my eyes immediately strayed to another bench across the garden—this one encased in glass like a museum exhibit.

where Lyla and I had first made love, now preserved under my orders so no one else could sit there—one of many impulsive

she was a Moonsinger, watched her incredible powers develop, fought beside her, nearly lost her, and fallen deeper

with genuine joy, but she kept pushing back talks of us officially getting married. She would either change the topic or murmur the same excuse of how we're in a

refusing marriage to me, but I had no time to dwell on it because, in that instance,

of the injury during the Ferals' attack to help with his posture and healing.

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