The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 347: Ramsey’s dangerous games

Lyla

I stepped into the foyer of the pack house, my boots were still coated in dust from the Veilwalk. My mind was racing with everything I’d witnessed. And if there’s one thing I know, we couldn’t afford to wait any longer.

I passed Seth, who was at his station. He grunted his greetings, though he looked like he hadn’t slept the previous night.

Ramsey stood near the staircase, talking with Darren and Lenny. Their heads were bent together, almost touching each other, and they spoke in really low tones—I wasn’t even hearing the sound of their whispering. When they noticed me, both men straightened abruptly.

"We’ll finish this later," Darren muttered, nodding at Ramsey before shooting me a guarded look.

"Yeah, I should check on the patrols anyway, Caius has his hands full with other duties", Lenny added, backing away after bowing politely in my direction.

I watched them leave, a prickle of unease crawling up my spine. Something about their reaction felt off.

Ramsey turned and started toward me. When he reached me, he scanned my body, his eyebrows creased in a frown. "Where did you go?" he asked. "I checked your room this morning, and it was empty."

I took a deep breath. "I did the Veilwalk. I’m sorry. I didn’t tell you beforehand, but I was worried you might try to stop me. Circe, Nanny, and Terra helped with a few priestesses."

His eyes widened. "Veilwalk? Isn’t that for Moon Priest and Priestesses?"

"No," I shook my head. "It’s also for Moonsingers. I had to see for myself, understand the intent of my powers and learn how to use them effectively."

"And what did you discover?"

I quickly summarized what I’d discovered—leaving out the relationship between Rian, Thames and the Dark One. I didn’t want to hurt Ramsey or complicate things further.

I also told him the truth about the Dark One, what he did with Neriah’s people, how and why he would always meet his doom at the hand of every Moonsinger, and how that would also mean another rebirth.

"We don’t need to wait for the twin moon, Ramsey. We should launch an attack now and take him by surprise. I’m not worried about the other Ferals, I’m worried about my people who The Dark One turned into Ferals. It is tough to fight the ferals; talk more about ferals who have abilities similar to mine. I know you might disagree..."

"I do," Ramsey nodded. He didn’t look surprised; honestly, I was expecting another reaction rather than the thoughtful look he had on. "Lenny was just telling me the same thing a while ago. Darren and I do not see eye to eye on so many things, but he agreed. Attacking first, taking the first to them would be the best thing to do."

off balance. "Lenny suggested

Ferals and even the Dark One. But if we go at them now, when they’re not expecting, it would give us the advantage, and we’d be able to protect our fortress, the White Mountain Region. More packs have arrived, mostly

hearing the news about the Ferals spreading day

Why would Lenny, who always advocated for caution, suddenly push for

the Veilwalk? Like, how to kill the Dark One?" Ramsey asked, watching

the one thing I need to kill the Dark One, once and for all. Who knew that

as if he were expecting more. When more wasn’t forthcoming,

expecting me

What will you

bathe and change," I said, needing time to process this new information. "I’ll meet you afterwards, and you can tell me about the strategy.

an

I nodded. "I will find

a kiss. His lips lingered on mine. "Thank you for telling me about Veilwalk,"

in my mind. Be careful. Did he suspect

to wash

friend flashed through my mind. Could it be? I’d known Lenny for some months now, compared to when we first met when I was younger, and I could trust him. In fact, he has proven to be a worthy Beta countless times. But the coincidence was

simple clothes—dark jeans and a loose sweater. Then I pulled out

evening breeze picked up. The lake felt calm today and was the only location far from the pack house where we could talk without being

around. Lenny settled beside me, his lanky frame folding

for several minutes. The silence stretched between us like a living thing, filled with unasked questions and

"I don’t care what you are," I said, slowly, "All I need is for

for a moment—a tell so slight I might have missed it if I hadn’t been looking for it. Then he turned to

"Ramsey’s," he said.

"Is going

at me strangely before shrugging.

asking all these questions, Lyla?" he countered, facing me fully. His brows were arched in surprise. "Did I do

dark friend, but they say you pose no danger to us. Contradictory words.