The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 330

Chapter 330: Unexpected News

I paced my room like a prisoner counting steps.

Each step was filled with anxiety as I wondered if we could make it through this war without Lyla discovering the truth. The weight of the truth – Mother Liora's last words pressed down on me as the day went by, making each breath feel like a struggle.

One hand clutched my robe tight around my chest, and the other was pressed against my temple like it could hold my thoughts together. But they were spilling anyway—memories, guilt, dread—all of it.

It has been calm and quiet for nearly a week now, but the clouds of war were gathering, and for all my ability to see, I didn't know if this was the final war or if there was more. Nothing was clear these days.

What if we didn't survive this? What will happen if Lyla never knew? Would our armies be able to fight the Dark Forces?"

My stomach twisted, and I hated myself for thinking it, but some part of me wanted the truth buried forever. It was safer that way, simpler, and kinder.

The door opened without a knock. Only one person would enter my bedroom with such familiarity.

"Have you told Lyla yet?" Terra asked, her tone making it clear this wasn't a question but an accusation.

"Good morning, Terra. Did you sleep well?" I tried to smile.

"We won't have that luxury to greet each other in the future if the right thing is not done, Miriam. Have you told her?" she repeated again.

I resumed my pacing, avoiding her gaze. "This isn't the right time."

"And when exactly will be the right time, Miriam?" Terra closed the door firmly behind her. "After the Dark One has returned with a new host? After more lives are lost?"

"Maybe we're overthinking this thing."

"Don't do that." Terra's voice cut like a blade. "Don't give me one more excuse, Miriam. You've had days, weeks, months, and years. You grew up with this girl. Did you need Mother Liora to say it before you'd believe it?"

"You think I don't know that?" I snapped, turning to face her. "You think this doesn't bother me every second I look at her?"

"Then why haven't you said anything?"

killed Nathan," I snapped. "Her childhood friend. Do you think

I resumed by pacing.

why she needs to know. The cycle will continue if she doesn't

just break it to her like that…" I

should I do you the

I snapped. "It's between

is the problem? What is holding you back? The Miriam I know would not hesitate to carry out a duty, no matter how difficult it is. What's

with. The boy she trusted. You didn't see the way she looked at him on the day he was buried – like something in her broke.

her arms. "We don't have the luxury of protecting

will never tire of protecting her. She's my child," I insisted, stepping around

afraid of how she'll react when she learns you've kept this

to face her. "Don't presume to know my motivations! I've carried this burden since before

carry, whether you like it or not." Terra's eyes flashed with rare anger. "She's not a child anymore,

I whispered, finally

more if she discovers the truth too

suddenly exhausted. "You don't understand what it's like.

it means to want to protect something you love so much," Terra agreed, her tone softening slightly. "But I do understand

"She's pregnant."

her eyes.

peace. Just for a

with a hint of exasperation. "There's no peace for someone like her. Lyla would never know peace as long as the Dark

away from her, swallowing the knot of emotions

Terra retorted. "And you're

She's trying hard to carry all of this—fighting, leading, training—while pretending she isn't grieving or afraid. You want me to…

agree," Terra nodded. "But she doesn't blame herself for it. Lyla is not what you think she is. Despite how disorganised she may seem, she is different, possesses a high level of intelligence, and knows Nathan's death is

sleeps. Barely eats. It's not good

secret comes out wrong, it would break her more. Yes, she needs to slow down, but with or without the

any of this. Not the responsibility and certainly not the

to make the same choice? By sending away her one-year-old, knowing

have to

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