The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 346: Trials of echoes - the way forward.

Lyla

Neriah reached for him, but he stepped back. At that moment, something between them shattered. She did not know it then, but that rejection, that denial, was the moment the darkness crept in stronger.

"I can help you," Neriah insisted. "You broke your oaths, we can make sacrifices, and mend your relationship back with the goddess, you don’t need to give yourself to darkness. Please..."

But Corvus had already made his choice. The darkness claimed him completely; with it, he had gained something terrible – the ability to turn werewolves into mindless, bloodthirsty Ferals.

And he unleashed it upon the Auréans.

The Northern Forest burned.

The Auréans, guardians of the world, who had lived for centuries in peace, fell one by one – not to swords or claws, but to Corvus’ dark powers, which twisted them into soulless monsters.

I watched as Neriah tried to stop it. How she tried to help her people cling onto their sanity.

Hundreds died as dark energy ripped through the settlement, turning friend against friend, parent against child.

She found Corvus under his favourite oak tree.

"Corvus, stop this!" she had screamed, her voice filled with heartbreak.

"You did this," he whispered. "You left me no choice."

Rian and Thames fell, trying to defend her from him.

Neriah’s power, was split in two—his body was destroyed while his spirit became darker, fueled by rage and

your powers. You will have no form; I will trap you eternally, and we will both know

the last of her strength to

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and I found myself standing in a field littered with dead bodies. Horror filled me as I recognised them—Nanny, Terra, Lenny, Clarissa, and

been so scared when I saw it, but now, I knew that would be my reality. If I didn’t try

has died...how much more

awaits if you fail,"

looked up to see Xander standing at the edge of the

continued, his voice almost gentle. "Embrace

not have misplaced feelings. I know

almost did," he said with a smile. "Back at the human

his wrist, and an orb appeared. "Remember this, right? I knew this

took any of my powers. My wolf made sure of that. Stop lying. You’ve lied to me many times, so I

this endless cycle of return," he said, "When Neriah tried to contain me, she used

she was

the magic. Instead of destroying me or freeing me, she created a cycle—I return again and again, seeking release." He stepped closer. "You

asking me to

started," he corrected. "Not with death, but with understanding. Your children carry both bloodlines—Rian’s through your mate; They

anything you say?" I challenged. "You’ve killed countless Moonsingers

are sealed. The birth of a Moonsinger is my rebirth. I am tired of doing this over and over again. It gets exhausting. Destruction isn’t the answer. Neither is eternal binding. Open up the gates. Neriah sealed me and give me back my form. Like the way

something stirring within me—not just my power, but understanding. Every Moonsinger before me had tried to defeat the Dark One through binding

One wasn’t just an enemy to be destroyed. He was part of a broken cycle that needed healing. He was a lovesick fool bent on destroying