The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 377: No one calls the Alpha...

Lenny

I didn’t go inside the pack house entirely.

I remained at the door, waiting to see what would happen. Korvain stared at the pack house door for a few minutes before turning and heading towards the car.

I watched as the convoy of expensive vehicles pulled away from the pack house, their tinted windows reflecting nothing as they disappeared down the winding driveway.

"They came in cars," I muttered under my breath. "But dressed like prehistoric warlocks."

The moment the last car vanished from sight, Elder Eldric rushed inside the pack house. As soon as he saw me, he ran to my side, his face pale with worry.

"Lenny, you shouldn’t have told them off like that," he said urgently, gripping my arm with surprising strength. "You have no idea who those men really are."

I turned to him, my brows raised. "They were insulting Ramsey and Lyla, Eldric. Calling Lyla a mere werewolf when she practically saved us all. We’ve just survived the darkest times of our lives—if our Alpha wants to take a fucking break after nearly dying with the Dark One, with his pregnant mate, he’s earned it."

My voice carried the edge of frustration that had been building since the strangers arrived. "And what seat of power could be more important than the Lycan Leader’s?"

Eldric looked down, sighed and then said the words that made my stomach turn.

"The Hollow Kin, Lenny. That’s what power is more important."

I stared at him, waiting for an explanation that would make sense of what had just happened.

He glanced around, then lowered his voice. "The Hollow Kin. They’re old. Older than our packs, older than the White Mountain Council. It was a body created before any of us, before the bloodlines of the first Lycans. Their job is to maintain balance and keep our world from slipping too far to either light or darkness."

I scoffed. "Well, they did a fantastic job showing up after the Dark One nearly killed us all."

suddenly looking every bit of his age. "They never visit packs directly. For centuries, they’ve maintained their distance, allowing us to

his voice taking

inside my pockets to

won’t. I’m not calling Ramsey. Not for this. Let him have his

"Lenny—"

the entire world was on the brink of collapse?" My anger was building now, fueled by months of exhaustion and the memory of all we’d lost. "Why didn’t anyone ever mention their

real. Like I said, these people never interfere in pack activities. The Hollow Kin is a body that was created long before the

when territories were carved from the wilderness, when the fundamental laws of our society were written—they were there. They’re not just our checkmates, Lenny. They’re the foundation upon which

felt a chill run down my spine as he

knowledge that predates written history. They remember the old order, the original compacts with the moon goddess, the reasons why certain laws exist, and others were forbidden. They have the authority to dissolve pack alliances, strip Alphas of their power, and

connections that span every supernatural community on Earth. Vampires, witches, fae courts, dragon clans—all of them recognise the Hollow Kin’s authority. If they declare

why show up now and

they do not intervene

the hell

are Five Pillars that keep balance across our realms—Lycan Leadership is one. The Moon Temple is another. The Resting Sea. The Rook Flame. And the Hollow Kin themselves. They each guard one part of the

why does it feel like I’m hearing about all this for the

supposed to," Eldric said. "None of us

political ramifications alone would be devastating, but the implications for our security, trade relationships, and even our very

"Even humans respect their leaders when they take time off. Why shouldn’t we? Ramsey will only be gone for a total of three weeks. When he comes back,

crowd of pack house staff who had gathered to witness the confrontation, making

his mouth to protest, but I held up

and I discover it came from someone in this room, that person will be punished accordingly." I let my gaze sweep over each face, making sure they understood the seriousness of my

looked like he wanted to argue further, his mouth working silently as he struggled

as well as I do that Lyla needs this rest. The pregnancy hasn’t been easy on her, and the stress of recent events..." I