The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 393 - 393: Plans over dinner...

Lyla

By the time Kyren and his men finally left their rooms and came downstairs, it was night already, and dinner was ready.

The dining room was dimly lit with lantern-style sconces that cast soft amber shadows across the long dining table. A fireplace crackled in the far corner, offering some warmth to the unusually chilly evening. Eleven members of the Hollow Kin filled the left side of the table while Kyren, ever fashionably out of place, sat at the head, draped in a sleek black dinner jacket, somehow looking both regal and annoyed.

Ramsey sat to my left, his hand casually brushing against mine beneath the table. Nanny, straight-backed and suspicious as always, flanked my right like an overprotective lioness, her eyes scanning every bite and gesture I made.

We ate in relative silence, and I was glad about that. I didn't want to be forced into small talk about anything. Besides that, I noticed Kyren didn't look happy.

Earlier, Ramsey had told me he'd been horrified when he was told he'd have to share a room with someone. We only had eight rooms available. Ramsey and I would stay in one, and since Nanny couldn't stay with a man in any of the rooms, she had to retain hers.

The people from Hollow Kin had no other choice but to stay two in a room. It was either that or staying in a hotel, and Kyren felt that hotels would not provide the kind of privacy they wanted.

Most of the Hollow Kin members had changed from their weird cloaks to regular clothes now, and they looked different and younger than before.

"That was a good meal," one of the council members said with a small smile. "Did you make it yourself, Luna Lyla?"

Before I could respond, Nanny beat me to it. "Of course not. We have hired a kitchen to provide meals for the duration of your stay. Luna Lyla is pregnant and should not be making food for anyone, let alone a large group like yours."

The man stared at Nanny quietly, then chuckled. "I didn't ask that with malicious intent, High Priestess. I was curious to know how she managed. I am sorry if it came out that way."

"I think you must have mistaken my reply and a reaction to whatever trigger you think you sent. I assure you, I didn't think you were asking with malicious intent."

The man stared at Nanny for a minute before looking away. I reached for my glass of water, taking a sip to hide the laughter that bubbled to my throat.

better preparations for our accommodation, Alpha Ramsey. Forcing me to share a room

for so long, that's the only solution. I got an earful from my wife about buying

faces that you love your mate. We see it and we

water—pregnancy had eliminated wine from my evening routine—and met his gaze directly. "You

curiosity. The twins had become increasingly active lately, and

haven't found the right one yet," he murmured grudgingly. "I spent the early part of my years travelling and touring the human world. I didn't come back to Hollow Mountain until about three years ago to prepare myself for taking over when my father

taking a wife

the number of women being born is insufficient. So, it's up to me to mingle with Lycan women from

holding his gaze. "I also heard you referred to

cross-switching would weaken the natural order. If we continue to encourage union between werewolves and Lycans, in a

always from the Moon Goddess herself, Kyren," I retorted. "Are you now

her, but we don't expect her laws to affect our lives. Marriages among Lycans are strategic and purposeful. There's no such thing as marrying for love either.

wonder Ramsey had been ready to walk out of our mate bond from the beginning. It

now they don't. They've fallen so far from the natural order of things that they depend on us for their livelihood. Every member on the Hollow Kin is a Lycan, but we'll

Kyren. We would have remained married and mated regardless of your verdict, I hope you know

Ramsey. "Are we back to a first-name basis now? Have

arrived," Ramsey shrugged.

because we were acquainted before

were acquainted?" I asked, surprised. "How?

looked away from Kyren and went back to his meal. Both of them ignored me. Since we were here, I didn't want to push it, but I made a note to ask Ramsey about

down his wine glass, "we need to discuss tomorrow's agenda. We've arranged a meeting with the local human authorities—the

from his meal with a