The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 379: When everything falls apart...

Lyla

When I entered the house, I found Ramsey sitting on the couch, staring down at his hands as if he’d never seen them before. His shoulders were rigid with tension, and I could feel waves of conflicted emotion rolling off him through our mate bond—anger, protectiveness, and something that felt like self-loathing.

I paused at the door, my hand still on the handle, not knowing what to do or say or whether to step forward or give him space. The silence stretched between us, heavy with unspoken accusations and the result of my poor choices.

The truth was, I had no excuse. The day Paul had first shown up at our door, both Ramsey and I had agreed that we wouldn’t entertain him anymore. I’d had a choice when he offered me a ride from the market, and I’d made the wrong one. There was no justification for getting into that car with him, especially after Ramsey’s warnings about Paul’s behaviour.

"I’m sorry," I said quietly from where I stood. "I bumped into him at the market, and he offered a ride. He was so insistent, and I thought it would be rude not to accept his offer. And I didn’t want to cause a scene."

Ramsey didn’t wait for me to finish. He rose to his feet in one fluid motion, meeting my gaze with eyes that held more disappointment than anger.

"I’m going to go pack our bags," he said flatly, rising to his feet. "We’re going home."

"Home?" I rushed toward him. "We’ve barely been here for a week. Additionally, we need to resolve the issue with Paul and his car. We can’t just go home—things don’t work like that in the human world."

"Really?" Ramsey walked closer to me, his voice taking on that deadly quiet tone that meant he was holding back what he truly wanted to say. "You intentionally put yourself and my children in danger because you want to remain friends with your colleague? What’s so hard about cutting off people and letting them go? Is it going to take him hurting you before you understand?"

I took a step back. "Paul didn’t mean any harm, Ramsey. He’s just—"

"He’s a stalker," Ramsey interrupted firmly. "I told you that from the first time I saw him. I know how stalkers behave because I’ve experienced it myself. I know the signs. You didn’t listen. You keep giving people the benefit of the doubt, Lyla. One day, it’s going to cost us everything." His jaw clenched. "Look, I don’t want us to fight. I’m not in the mood to fight. We’re going home, and that’s final."

I studied his face, seeing the exhaustion and worry beneath his anger. "Fine," I nodded reluctantly. "But before we go home, we must do the right thing. We need to repair Paul’s car and attempt to persuade him not to involve the police or sue us. Then we’ll leave."

Ramsey stared at me for several long seconds, then shook his head and walked toward our bedroom without another word.

to calm my nerves. As I reached for the refrigerator handle to get some water, a sharp pain suddenly lanced

body folded forward instinctively. I gasped, pressing one hand to the cold metal of the

hit me again. My hands flew to my belly this time,

anything I’d experienced during this pregnancy—it felt like someone was squeezing my insides with a fist, and radiating

refrigerator door, trying to breathe through the pain while my mind raced. Was this normal? Was something wrong with the twins? The agony seemed to go on forever, though it was probably only thirty seconds

one hand still protectively covering my stomach. What had that been? I made a mental note to call Nanny later and tell her about it. I couldn’t use human doctors for this—werewolf babies didn’t grow

the door and opened it to find the tall, winnowy man who had offered

finished," he said with a bright smile,

damage Ramsey had inflicted. I could see

fast. I thought it was going to

than people think," he said with

for some coffee? It’s the least I can do after you saved us from a very awkward

very kind

When I brought him the steaming mug, I reached for

much do I owe you?" I asked, pen poised

this neighbourhood, and I’m looking to start up a garage business. If you could put in a good word for me with the neighbours, that would be payment

course!" I said enthusiastically. "I’d be happy to recommend you. Your

Where did you come from

been travelling for a while. I went back home, thought some months ago, nearly a year now, after my dad

years of telling myself I would leave before the new year. I finally worked up the courage and left. However,

on his face and remembering the first time I’d tried

way that made me grab the kitchen counter for support. The room seemed to

the empty cup to me. "Are you alright?" he asked, studying my face with concern. "You look quite

that sounded too high and bright. "I’m fine! Just pregnancy fatigue, you know

nodded understandingly. "Well, I should be going.