The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 371: When all masks fall...

Miriam

"He’ll be killed, just like how previous Moonsingers killed him," Lyla commented, "But this time, he won’t be born again. This would be his end."

Ramsey stood there, his face a mask of disbelief and growing anger. I could see his mind racing, trying to process everything we’d just revealed to him.

"So all the prophecies were wrong?" he asked finally.

I nodded solemnly. "The only prophecy that was the real deal was the one given 10,000 years ago after the death of the last Moonsinger. ’When Silver Wolf and Golden Sun unite, A child of both worlds shall come to light. In its veins, the goddess’s power flows, to shape the future, for friend or foe."

I gestured toward Lyla, "That was the only true prophecy given. All the others—the twin moon prophecy, the half-burned fragments we planted in Alpha Logan’s study, the binding rituals—all of it was false information designed to mislead Xander."

Ramsey scoffed, running his hands through his hair in frustration. "All this while, you all led me on, and I was so foolish to believe everything."

"That was exactly why we couldn’t let many people know what was going on," I said gently. "Your reaction, your genuine fear and desperation, even Nathan’s death—none of that was planned, but it all helped convince the Dark One that he had the upper hand."

Ramsey shook his head in amazement and hurt. "This is crazy. So the whole soul binding thing, me exchanging my soul with Lyla’s?"

Circe smiled, although sadness lingered in her eyes. "Random beauty spells and cleansing rituals, nothing more. Everything was designed to fool Xander into thinking he was in charge. He thought we were doing everything to keep Lyla alive."

She gestured toward the ritual circle where we’d performed tonight’s final act. "Tonight, I used my powers as a witch under the pretence that I would die for the Moonsinger and that Lyla would need to be sacrificed too, since I was rejected for not making a worthy sacrifice. We had to fuel his greed, his absolute certainty that he was about to claim the ultimate victory."

I stepped forward, needing Ramsey to understand the scope of what we’d accomplished. "Tell me, Ramsey—in all your research about Moonsingers and the Dark One, did you ever read about any of the previous Moonsingers being killed by him?"

Ramsey frowned, thinking. "No... they always defeated him and lived to old age..."

defeating him requires ultimate sacrifice. But the truth is, Moonsingers are meant to kill the Dark One. Though their destinies

Liora paid the ultimate sacrifice for this victory. She formed the plan, coordinated all of us, and gave her life to ensure Xander would be led to this moment of

He was clawing at his chest, tears streaming down his face as he tried desperately to escape the ritual circle.

what’s happening to

doesn’t have any powers?

at White Lake Pack, I used that opportunity to close the portal I had mistakenly opened. And slowly, through all our fights, all our confrontations, I used each encounter to steal whatever power he still had. We kept him entertained enough to ensure he didn’t understand what was happening to

a full moon was slowly disappearing to welcome the dawn. The twin

came to where Lyla stood. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her forehead tenderly. You’re spectacular," he murmured against her

moment, he stepped back, and Lyla turned to face Xander one

you I would

with desperate eyes. How?

want to know why?" Lyla interrupted. I’ll

Erra, Circe, and I

hands to the sky, and we all felt

the final incantation, our voices joining in perfect

and star, by earth and flame, We call upon the sacred name: Neriah’s light, pure and bright,

burn. From this realm, forever cast, this corruption

the goddess’s holy will, Evil’s heart we now do still. Turn to dust, turn to ash, let this

you walk this ground, No more shall your voice resound.

a crescendo that seemed to shake the very foundations of the

pain as the false flesh fell away, revealing the twisted shadow creature he’d become. But even that

I can change! I

ray of true

breeze, every trace of his existence wiped from the world