The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 381: Deepest fears...

Charis...

There was silence followed by a long exhale before she asked.

"Are you still there?"

"No, we signed a waiver. We’re going home now."

"I’ll come. First thing tomorrow. With a healer and a pack doctor."

"Nanny..." I whispered, my voice breaking again. "I can’t lose them."

"You won’t," she said firmly. "Now listen to me — you trust your body, yes?"

I nodded, tears sliding silently down my cheeks.

"Then don’t let those machines convince you otherwise. You’re carrying a miracle, Lyla. You’ve defiled the norm, and no one is going to change that, alright. The babies are fine, okay?"

"Alright."

She exhaled again. "Good. Get some rest tonight. I’ll come at first light. And Lyla?"

"Yeah?"

"Be calm, your agitation will affect them."

I turned the phone off and stared ahead, Ramsey’s hand tightening on the steering wheel.

"Did she say anything helpful?"

"She’s coming with a healer tomorrow. She thinks... she thinks they’re still alive."

Ramsey didn’t respond. He just reached over and grabbed my hand tightly.

The rest of the drive was done in silence.

When we finally pulled into the driveway of our house, exhausted and emotionally drained, we were surprised to find a figure sitting on our front steps. As we approached, I recognised the neighbour who had helped us with fixing Paul’s car.

He seemed to be fast asleep.

tapped the man’s shoulder, and his eyes flew open. When he

back!" he exclaimed, his face creased with concern as his eyes immediately found mine. "Are you alright? Earlier today, you seemed so..." He trailed off, clearly unsure how to finish

fine," Ramsey said gruffly, "Thank you for asking and for your

his worried gaze remained on me. "I couldn’t find the key to your house, and I was worried about leaving the place open, so I decided

his thoughtfulness, and tears pricked my eyes. "Thank you so much. That’s incredibly kind of you. And we don’t

I’ll start heading back, get some rest, okay? And let me know if you

we watched him disappear into his own house

said quietly, heading

me, his voice gentle. "Let me prepare a warm bath for you first. And I’ll make some chicken soup—you need to

the bottom step, not turning around.

"Lyla—"

Ramsey. I want to

up the stairs again, but

sorry," he whispered. "I shouldn’t have been angry with you. I

to apologise, Ramsey," I said quietly, stopping him midsentence "And I’m not angry. I just

something..." he

"I am not hungry."

was trying to hide. "It’s not your fault, and you

face him, I gripped the bedroom door knob tightly. "Don’t worry about

as silent tears finally began to fall. The pregnancy clothes I’d been wearing felt like a mockery now, the gentle curve of my belly a reminder of what the

the White Moon Pack house. But something was different—my stomach was much larger and more rounded than it had been, clearly showing an advanced

wondering how

I remembered going to the bedroom and lying

happening, I turned to look at my

front of the pack house, their laughter filling the air like music.

play with us?" she

course, sweetheart," I replied, reaching for

it slipped through my fingers and started rolling across the grass away from us. Without thinking, I began chasing after it, my

it desperately, as if catching it was the most important thing in the world. The children’s laughter grew distant behind me, and the sunny

just as my breath was becoming laboured, I managed to corner the ball against a garden wall. I

warm expression

are you doing here?" I asked, taking an unconscious step backwards. "You didn’t tell me you were coming to

just continued staring at me with that horrible

me," I whispered, clutching the

but now she began walking toward me with slow, deliberate steps. When she was close enough to touch, her

her face began to change. Clarissa’s kind face became Xander’s cruel one, then melted again into Circe’s features, then