The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 344: Trials of echoes - past lives II

Lyla

The scene shifted. Aeron sat in a tent with three elders, with grave expressions.

"You’re a Moonsinger," the eldest said. "Born once in a generation. Your voice can command the beasts because you share their nature."

"I’m not a beast," Aeron protested. "I’m a warrior. I was born to fight; enough of all this talk about Moonsinging. Besides, didn’t the High Priestess already confirm that I lost my powers?"

"You did lose your powers, Aeron, but you’re fighting with Neriah’s sword. You should not forget that. You’re both," the female elder replied. "And now you must learn to control this gift before it controls you, since you have Neriah’s sword."

Aeron shook his head, sinking the sword in front of the Elders. "I was only forced to retrieve it because it seemed like the only thing that could kill Ferals, but it doesn’t work. I don’t want this. Find someone else."

"There is no one else," the third elder said firmly. "The Dark One has returned, and only a Moonsinger can face him."

"And I will with my sword and my wits not singing like a fucking bird. I won’t be doing that." Aeron gritted his teeth. He was clearly frustrated.

"The Moon Goddess chooses who she will," the female elder said simply. "It’s not for us to question. If you do not embrace your power, the Dark One will defeat us and rule our world."

Years seemed to pass in moments. I witnessed Aeron’s struggle to master his powers and his reluctant acceptance of his role. I felt his loneliness and his sacrifice of a normal life for duty.

Then came his confrontation with the Dark One—not Xander as I knew him, but a different vessel. This one had the body of an elderly man but moved with unnatural speed and grace.

Unlike me, Aeron faced the Dark One without an army.

"Your voice won’t save you, Moonsinger," the Dark One taunted. "I’ve grown stronger since the last time."

"So have I," Aeron replied, his confidence masking the fear I could feel churning inside him.

The battle was fierce. Aeron’s fought bravely against the Dark One’s corrupted followers, and Ferals while also using his voice. He’d mastered his power, turning it into a precise weapon rather than the wild force it had once been.

to deliver the final blow, with the Dark One weakened

of his lieutenants urged. "End him

His mercy cost him everything. The Dark One was on his

soaking into the earth,

you," he gasped, "but I can cage you.

Dark One screamed as spectral chains wrapped around him, pulling him into a void that opened beneath his

down. "I

breath, Aeron whispered,

shifted, and I found myself in a dirty pen crowded with female werewolves. The smell of unwashed bodies, fear, and despair was overwhelming. Among the women was

read ever mentioned a woman. As I stared closely at her, I saw she was wearing something glittery around her neck.

snarled, banging his club against the bars. "Buyers coming through. Look pretty if

line, their heads bowed—all except Raina,

grabbing her

"Except you want her for pups. She’s

man decided, tossing a small pouch to the guard.

Moonstone around her neck. "Where did you get this?"

my mother and her mother before her," Raina answered,

nodded, yanked the Moonstone around her neck, and held it up to the light. "It looks like some precious stone. What is

back!"

owner now; whatever belongs to you belongs to me," the man scoffed, shovelling the rock into his pocket. As he turned to signal the guards standing

the man’s clothes, clawing his skin from the top to the bottom as blood flowed. The man screamed and started hitting Raina, who held onto him, clawing at his

to pull her away from him finally, but by that time, the man’s

Raina said quietly, stretching her

into his pocket and threw the Moonstone at Raina, who caught

servants left after he collected his refund. One man with a veil over his face, who had been quiet throughout the

room, in a bid to chain Raina, but something broke inside her. As they reached for her, she opened her mouth to

melody was raw, but powerful. The men collapsed, clutching their heads as blood leaked from their ears. Guards rushed in but fell to their knees as her voice