The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 351: When victory becomes defeat

Lyla

When we arrived outside the gates that led to the White Mountain Region, the Ferals were already waiting for us.

They were scattered everywhere like sand, but our forces matched theirs this time.

Ramsey came to stand next to me, reaching for my hand.

"Everything will go well today, my love. Try not to overexert yourself, no matter what. I’ll be with you every step."

I nodded. "I heard what you did," I said quietly, then turned to look at him. "Thank you for always thinking of me, Ramsey."

"If I don’t, who will?" he asked. "You’re worth more than anything, to me, Lyla. Even though you hesitate a thousand times, love me less or hurt me every single time, I love you more than I did a second ago."

"Seriously?" Lenny appeared behind Ramsey with a scowl on his face. "Do you guys want a room? You’re standing before your enemies literally, which you’d be fighting in the next few minutes, and you still know what it means to love? And that’s why you still love him, Lyla? Because of those cheesy lines?"

I laughed, agreeing with him. "The cheesy lines are the reason I fell head over heels. You know how Ramsey is."

Lenny smirked and then exhaled deeply. "This is going to be hard for me. This is the first time I won’t be fighting by your side, and I’m anxious. Can I trust you to take care of yourself, Ramsey? Maybe I should join your group?" he asked, staring at me.

"It’ll be too distracting for everyone. Our main goal is to protect Lyla. With you in the group, you might keep forgetting and look out for me only."

"Because that’s my job," Lenny sighed. Then clasped, Ramsey’s shoulders. "If we come out of this alive..."

"When we come out alive, Lenny," Ramsey insisted. "We’re going to win. I’m sure of that."

"Great!" Lenny nodded. "I’m going to name my new baby after you, Ramsey, and maybe it’s time for both of you to tie the knot finally."

"Yeah, whatever," Ramsey shrugged and patted Lenny’s back. "Meet you at rendezvous."

Lenny nodded before he moved away. I was half expecting Ramsey to bring up the topic of us getting married like Lenny suggested, but he didn’t say a word. Instead, he turned to my elite group and the former Ferals to address them.

Wasn’t that strange?

would have loved to talk about nothing but remind me how we have to tie the knot and whatnot, and now he doesn’t

clouds, more than a thousand drones suddenly arrived, flying towards

drones could be for, they began to release a chemical bomb that exploded in a

Feral physiology, and it spreads quickly through

to drop on their hind

Ramsey shouted, raising his hand as

the skies, feeling the familiar surge of my power through me as I

I controlled it, channelling it into every part of my body. I felt the babies inside me move, acting like an amplifier boosting my connection to the lunar magic beyond

were. Their combined knowledge and experience helped me focus the raw power, shaping it into something our warriors could

by one, the warriors began to shift. Ramsey shifted into his Lycan, and instantly, a blue-silver

received several responses from the other groups. By this time, the Ferals had

of me, in his lycan form, crushing two ferals beneath him that

rear of the Ferals, and began cutting through them like a blade through silk. Nanny’s team, which mainly included the Lycan Alphas, also swept from the opposite side, crushing

to Jemima’s work and Caius’s chemical bomb, the Ferals were weakened

to the lunar energy had drained their corrupted energy, making them sluggish and disoriented. They

grace, every strike was precise and devastating.

the power flow, feeling the energy drain from my body but pushing through the exhaustion. This was what I

by my Elite Warriors and then Ramsey next to me. They were fighting Ferals

I felt so connected to everything. So,

every last Feral lay dead on

so I didn’t notice until I felt someone tap me. When I opened

said quietly. "You

off the power flow. I staggered, but Ramsey caught me before I could fall, sweeping me off my feet and carrying me bridegroom style

walls where we’d set up a temporary command tent. Our

an uneasy silence filled the

studied the tactical reports. "This is too easy," he said, his voice troubled. "That couldn’t

non-stop, but this feels like any