The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 376: Hollow Kin or Hollow King?

Lenny

I followed Seth through the corridors of the pack house, my mind racing through possible scenarios. A rogue attack? Territorial disputes? Financial crisis? Nothing in my experience had prepared me for the kind of fear I’d seen in Seth’s eyes.

When we reached the main entrance, I immediately understood why he’d been so shaken.

In front of the pack house, I saw cars, not just cars but expensive ones. There were at least five of them lined up in front of the pack house.

As if that wasn’t enough, my attention shifted to the group of men stepping out of them.

Everything about them was wrong.

They were dressed like they had walked out of a forgotten age.

They wore clothes that looked as if they belonged in a museum, with rough-hewn leather tunics, jewellery made of bone and stone, and cloaks that seemed to be crafted from animal pelts.

My gaze moved to Elder Eldric standing off to one side, looking more rattled than I’d ever seen him. The old man who had weathered pack wars, territorial disputes, and the recent battle with the Dark One was visibly shaken, his hands trembling slightly as he gripped his walking cane.

The strangers hadn’t noticed my arrival yet, too busy examining our pack house with the kind of critical assessment that made my hackles rise. One of them ran his finger along the marble bannister and made a disapproving sound, as if our modern architecture personally offended him.

Instead of approaching them, I made my way to Elder Eldric first. "What the hell is going on?" I asked.

He shook his head. "They... came out of nowhere. I tried to stall them—"

"Who gave them clearance to enter White Mountain?" I turned to Seth, who was behind me. "Quick, find me Caius, I need to know who allowed clearance to strangers inside our pack."

Seth nodded and hurried away.

Then I turned and approached them with the diplomatic smile I’d perfected over years of working with Ramsey. "Gentlemen, welcome to White Moon Pack. How may we help you today?"

The man who appeared to be their leader turned to face me, and I had to suppress a shudder.

His eyes were completely black—not just the iris, but the entire visible eye, as if someone had filled the sockets with ink. When he looked at me, I felt like he was seeing through my skin to something deeper and more vulnerable underneath.

a blade tucked beneath his hide cloak. He seemed to be

voice carrying an authority

eye contact, though it felt like

at Eldric, and he lowered his gaze,

agreed that aside from close family and friends, no one was to

turned back to the

Luna," I said carefully, keeping my tone respectful but firm. "If you have pack business to discuss, I’m authorised to handle most matters in his

of chaos and our territories are still unstable from the damage of the Dark One’s influence, our supposed leader chooses

next to him, a slightly shorter man with similar black eyes,

took a mere werewolf as his Luna. We are Lycans; there is a reason why the Moon Goddess made

took a step towards the man, forcing myself to hold his gaze. I was prepared to reason

proper hospitality," I said, my voice quiet. "Water, food, comfortable seats while we discussed whatever brought you

the man would have to crane his neck to maintain eye contact. "If you have nothing better to say than childish insults, then I suggest you leave. Our hospitality doesn’t extend to covering ignorance and

The man’s black eyes seemed

Then he laughed.

reaching into a leather pouch at his waist. "How refreshing. It’s been decades since someone spoke to

light rather than reflect it. With a casual flick of his

staring at the medallion with a symbol that I didn’t recognise. Two crescent moons entwined in a spiral and surrounded by

is Korvain, and I’m a member

arched my brows. "The Hollow Kin? What

turned to

these young people about us,

forgive Beta Lenny, the

turning to the man. "Here, within these territories, I have orders and laws backing me up. You

man murmured something underneath his

like you with balls, but next time, I might not be as lenient. I’m sure there is knowledge about us in the library.

don’t think you’re important," I said quietly, flashing him

before the Hollow Kin council. Two weeks to explain his recent decisions, his choice of mate, and his fitness to continue leading

"And tell him to bring the werewolf woman with him. We have many questions about her role in

dismissed Lyla as ’the werewolf woman’ made my teeth clench, but