The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 352

Chapter 352: Face to face with evil...

Lyla

I tried to get up, to crawl my way to Ramsey.

If only I could move to where he lay, I could heal him. I could heal them all. A strangled sob escaped my throat as grief settled over me. I wanted to cry, to wail like Neriah when she had seen Rian lying next to Thames, both of them lifeless.

Just as the feeling settled over me, I heard a still voice.

"Lyla!"

It was Nymeris.

"Nym," I settled for a minute, straining to listen, "Is that you?"

There was silence for a bit, almost when I thought she wouldn’t answer, a soft murmur came.

"Lie on your side, Lyla, you’ll hurt the babies if you lie on your belly."

"Ramsey," I breathed out, "Everyone was hit, Nym... Maybe they’re dead."

"Hysterics and grief would do nothing for you. If you don’t want to end up dead like Neriah, you’ll do as I have told you. Lie on your back!"

I sighed, rolling my eyes. Nymeris was never sweet. The only time she acted tender towards me was the day I had to kill her. With the strength in me, I managed to roll back until I was lying on my back.

My hands touched my belly, wondering if the babies were doing fine.

"It’s dangerous to transform into your wolf form when you’re pregnant," Nymeris’s voice filtered into my mind again. So, it’ll be you doing all the fighting, but I’ll help you. You can do a lot in your human form, even though you’re not properly healed. We don’t have much time, so we’ll do our best."

"I thought you died," I murmured, confused "Or did everything just happen in my memory?"

"I’m here for the babies, Lyla. If you die, then I’ll be completely gone, which is what I’m trying to prevent. We have the twins to worry about, including the future."

I nodded.

and I roused myself to my

myself between them, caught the creature mid-leap and blasted it with a burst of white light.

bent to check Ramsey, Nymeris’s voice filtered into my ears. "He’s fine, Lyla. You can come back

the weakened

combat skill I learned. Without my wolf form, I had to rely on speed and precision rather

blasting white light from my hands, cutting through Feral after Feral. But for

help me, but were quickly overwhelmed. These Ferals fought with intelligence and coordination—nothing like the mindless

But I was tiring fast. The exertion of using my

Then I saw them.

cold as I recognized

which turned out to be Mr. Dupree. Seeing them again could only mean one thing:

red eyes fixed on my face. Unlike the chaotic battle around us, they moved patiently like they had the whole time in

the advancing Ferals. My hands glowed with white light, but I felt something was

then," I whispered, raising my hands in a

Then, without warning, all seven launched

I watched death rushing toward me from every angle, knowing there was no way I could fight them

***

creatures jerked backwards mid-leap, a tranquillizer dart protruding from its neck. The

He was bleeding from his head, arms... There were also blood-stained patches on his shirt, and part of his armour was

he shouted over the

three priestesses, who had come with Terra to

dagger from beneath her clothes. She drove it deep into the

with protective ward magic that sent the Feral flying backwards

me with

had left, I launched myself at the closest Feral. White light erupted from my fists as I struck its chest, and

the second one, ducking under its claws and driving my knee into its stomach. As it doubled over, I

mid-swing and twisted, using its momentum to

breathing hard. The white light was still

immediately. The dart puncture sealed itself. The knife

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