The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 386: When the roof falls in...

Lyla

I curled up on the comfortable couch in the sitting room, contemplating for maybe the hundredth time what would be my penalty if I killed Ramsey.

I can’t believe he hasn’t made any effort to try to placate me. He’d gone out a while ago, probably sitting on the terrace like the coward he was.

Nanny finally came into the sitting room carrying a large bowl of freshly popped popcorn, her face creased with concern. "Here you go, dear," she said, settling beside me and offering the bowl. "Are you alright? You’ve been quiet since morning."

I shook my head, grabbing a handful of popcorn and stuffing it into my mouth with more force than necessary. "I’m trying to justify marrying Ramsey," I said around the kernels, "because it’s starting to seem like I made a huge mistake."

Nanny’s eyebrows shot up to her hairline. "A mistake? Whatever brought this on?"

"He’s clueless, Nanny. Clueless." I gesticulated wildly with my free hand, sending a few pieces of popcorn flying. "Do you know what he did yesterday? Here I am, carrying his baby, feeling like every part of my body was run over by a car, and he had the guts to leave the house because I wouldn’t talk to him?"

Nanny’s lips twitched, but she managed to keep her expression serious. "That does sound... impractical."

"Impractical?" I snorted. "Don’t let me get started on his strange behaviour since he came here. The only thing left was for him to go around with a placard that read ’I am a Lycan.’ He never does anything right. I tell him to buy skimmed milk, but he buys full cream. I don’t want to talk about the coffee shop incident."

"What coffee shop incident?"

"He asked the barista if they had anything ’suitable for an Alpha’s palate’ and then got offended when she laughed!"

"Oh my," Nanny said, her eyes dancing with suppressed laughter.

"He nearly panicked when a pigeon landed in front of our car!" I continued, feeling daring enough to rant. "I mean—was he raised in a cave under a rock? Is this how all men are?" I demanded, throwing my hands up in exasperation. "Because if it is, I should have just stayed single and lived here with you forever. At least you know how doors work!"

"The door incident was hilarious when you told me," Nanny agreed, her whole face lit up with amusement. "Though I have to say, watching the most powerful Lycan in North America struggle with a house key for twenty minutes would have been entertaining."

"He tried to force it open first! Like he expected it just to recognise his Alpha authority and swing wide!" I grabbed another handful of popcorn. "Imagine, living so much in luxury that you don’t remember how a door opens."

warmly through the sitting room. "Oh, sweetheart, I can imagine how tedious and stressful it must

"Though I’ve never seen him as angry as he was

worry you, dear?" Nanny

annoying I can

girl. Ramsey loves you so much that it reflects in everything he does, and Lycans, werewolf men, can tell when another man has eyes for their

like Paul or any other man? Ramsey is the only man who has warmed my heart in ways not even Nathan could do. Despite

insecure," Nanny’s lips quirked

into laughter. The thought of the Lycan Leader being insecure around a man who would not hold

a new sound—footsteps on the roof above us. At first, I dismissed it as nothing unusual. Old buildings made all sorts of noises,

Nanny said, noticing the

daintily. This sounds heavier." I looked up at the ceiling as the steps moved from one end of the house to

grew more serious, her hand instinctively moving toward the protective charms she always wore. "You’re right. That’s definitely not

whole pattern of movement across the roof. Heavy, deliberate steps

moving protectively to my

The roof exploded inward.

debris rained down on us as a gaping hole opened above the sitting room. I threw my arms over my head, coughing and choking on the dust cloud that filled the air. Nanny’s protective instincts kicked in immediately—she threw herself

figures dropping through the hole. They looked human at first glance, but as they straightened up, I could see the differences. Their fingernails

These creatures moved differently and smelled differently. They carried the scent

creature turned its attention to me, and when it smiled,

voice carrying harmonics that hurt to

was on her feet in an instant, placing herself between me and the

said quietly, her voice carrying absolute authority.

"I’m not leaving you—"

of protective magic

sound like breaking glass. "The old Sigma thinks she can

unleash a bolt of silver fire that caught the speaker directly in the chest. He screamed and clutched at the burning wound, but it healed almost

the creature said, straightening his scorched shirt. "We’ll have to do this

all