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 saw us, he jumped to his feet

concern as his eyes immediately found mine. "Are you alright? Earlier today,

"Thank you for

couldn’t find the key to your house, and

warmed at his thoughtfulness, and tears pricked my eyes. "Thank you so much. That’s incredibly kind of you. And we

you’re both home safe. I’ll start heading back, get some rest, okay? And let me know if you

watched him disappear into his own house before Ramsey unlocked our

to bed," I said quietly, heading toward the

warm bath for you first. And I’ll make some chicken soup—you

bottom step, not turning around. "I’ll just take a

"Lyla—"

Ramsey. I want to be alone right

stairs again, but his voice stopped

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

I said quietly, stopping him midsentence "And

something..."

"I am not hungry."

the pain he was trying to hide. "It’s not your fault,

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

to our bedroom, closing the door behind me and leaning against it 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 human

in bright sunlight in front of the White Moon Pack house. But something was different—my stomach was

wondering how

here in my sleep? I

to understand what was happening, I turned to

lawn in front of the pack house, their laughter filling the air like music. One of them, a little girl with pigtails, ran up to me with a

you play with us?" she

course, sweetheart," I replied, reaching

touched my hands, it slipped through my fingers and started rolling across the grass away from us. Without thinking, I began chasing after it, my heavy belly making me awkward

desperately, as if catching it was the most important thing in the

breath was becoming laboured, I managed to corner the ball against a garden wall. I bent to pick it up, then straightened to find someone standing directly

expression was replaced by something cold and malevolent, her eyes holding a darkness

taking an unconscious step backwards. "You didn’t tell

nothing, just continued staring at me with that horrible

whispered, clutching the ball against my chest

deliberate steps. When she was close enough to touch, her hand shot out

pull away, but her grip was strong. As I struggled, her face began to change. Clarissa’s kind