The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 339: Breakfast Tensions I

Ramsey

I waited at the foot of the stairs, watching as Lyla descended. One look at her face told me she hadn't slept well despite going to bed on time yesterday. Her eyes were tired, and her movements lacked their usual grace.

"You look tired. Are you alright?" I asked, looking at her with concern. Should I call a healer?"

"No, I'm fine," she replied, yawning. "Just tired. I guess I didn't sleep as much as I wanted."

That surprised me because she had slept so well that she was still asleep when I left the bedroom this morning.

"Do you need to rest more? I can escort you back to the bedroom?"

"No!" she yawned without covering her mouth. "Sorry, dear. Don't worry; I'll be fine, and I'm hungry. In your text, you said it's important we all eat breakfast together this morning."

I nodded and took her hand, guiding her toward the dining room. When we reached the doorway, I felt her freeze beside me. She could see the twenty Alpha Lycans seated at our extended dining table through the transparent dining doors, all in formal attire.

"I'm sorry," I whispered quickly. "I didn't inform you in time. Since you fell asleep last night and missed meeting the Alphas, I had to invite them for breakfast. Is that okay by you?"

Lyla nodded, squeezing my hand. "It's fine. Also, you should have woken me up last night. I swear I didn't want to sleep that deeply. One minute I was resting my eyes, and the next it was morning."

I chuckled. "That's exactly why I let you be. You were sleeping so soundly that I didn't want to disturb you."

I pushed open the dining room door and indicated that Lyla should go in first before coming in after her. The moment we entered, everyone seated at the dining table – The Alpha Lycans, Lenny, Miriam, and Caius- rose to their feet —a sign of respect that surprised me, given their usual arrogance.

"The Lycan Leader and the Moonsinger grace us with their presence," Alpha Winters, the eldest among them, announced. His eyes raked up and down Lyla's form as though he needed to confirm she was the Moonsinger.

Lyla stepped forward confidently despite her fatigue and addressed the room. "Welcome to White Mountain and to White Moon Pack," she started with a small smile. "I hope the journey was good? I apologise for missing our meeting last night. Something came up that needed my attention."

"No apology needed," Alpha Vega said, assessing Lyla with curiosity. "We understand the Moonsinger's duties are demanding, and the Lycan Leader had informed us, too. He said it was a woman's matter. Is it sorted out now?"

"Yes, it is," Lyla turned to her. "It's refreshing to see another woman leading. Werewolves might be late to the game, but we are beginning to see the advantages of letting women lead. It also tells me I am not alone."

her eyes glistening with pride as she nodded approvingly. I could tell she

like Neriah," Alpha Korin observed. "I could have sworn you were her. You're indeed the reincarnation of our

is rather impeccable and fresh. I don't think I've ever seen

course," Korin said proudly. I could swear his head grew two inches more. "I recently picked up fashion designing as a

true you transformed over three hundred Ferals back to their human form?" asked Darren bluntly, interrupting

Fifty Ferals. I don't think I know your name?" she

Lycan of the Red Sea pack. Ramsey

Darren'. Ramsey has told

think we've ever had the time to talk about my friends or acquaintances from when

asked, he wasn't interested

course I did, and they were three

but he was strong enough to fight off the Ferals and defeat the Dark One. Turns out he

Moonsinger," Vega said "I want to see you win so

Lyla to her seat beside mine at the head of

everyone settled, servers brought in the first course—a traditional White Mountain breakfast of herbed eggs and smoked venison. The moment a plate was placed before Lyla, she retched. Her

stopped as everyone turned to look at her.

alright?"

assured me, though her complexion had paled

I won't be eating. I think it's something I ate yesterday," she murmured with a smile to

with a frown. "You do look unwell. I wanted to bring it to your notice

you for your concern, Alpha," Lyla smiled at him. "I'm sure it's from something I ate

she rose from her seat and came towards us. When she reached Lyla, she placed a hand on Lyla's

up a bit," she announced. "I will take her to

fine. Instead of food, I'll have my favourite tea. The kitchen

wanted to argue with her, but because everyone was

since the Alphas were so into etiquette, no one was eating. We were all waiting for Lyla's tea

We all ignored her.

at Lyla, who had her hand over her stomach again like last night.

we eat for dinner yesterday?