The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 398 - 398: First contact

Charis

By 1 PM, we were packed into a sleek black SUV—Ramsey, me, Nanny, Kyren, and two other Hollow Kin members whose names I still hadn't caught. The atmosphere was tense, filled with the kind of anticipatory energy that preceded either great victories or disasters.

I remained quiet for the entire trip, my hands resting protectively over my stomach as I tried to calm the anxiety that had been building since morning. The twins seemed to sense my unease, moving restlessly inside me as if they too could feel the gravity of what we were about to face.

"We're stopping first to meet with our ambassador," Kyren explained, his gaze focused on something outside the window. "He's been our intermediary with the human world for decades, managing the delicate balance of keeping our existence hidden while still maintaining necessary contacts."

I nodded but didn't trust myself to speak. My throat felt tight with worry, and every instinct I possessed was screaming that we were walking into something dangerous.

When we arrived at a nondescript office building downtown, I made a decision that surprised even me.

"I'm staying in the car," I announced as the men prepared to exit.

Ramsey turned to me with concern. "Hey babe, are you feeling alright?"

"I'm fine. I just... I need a few minutes to centre myself before we face whatever's waiting at the police station."

Kyren looked like he wanted to argue, but something in my expression made him reconsider. "We'll be quick," he said finally.

After the men disappeared into the building, leaving Nanny and me.

"Nanny," I said quietly, turning to face her, "I'm scared."

Her expression immediately softened. "What are you afraid of, sweetheart?"

"This whole situation. The killings, this Delia woman, the way everyone is acting like we're on the verge of something bad." I pressed my hands more firmly against my stomach. "Is this going to be the beginning of another war?"

The question hung in the air between us, heavy with the memory of everything we'd endured during the fight with the Dark One. The losses, the fear, the constant uncertainty about whether we'd all survive to see another day.

"I can't afford to go through that again," I continued, my voice breaking slightly. "I'm still recovering from the last time. My body, my mind, my heart—I don't think I have another war in me, especially not while I'm carrying the babies."

hers. "Oh, my dear girl. You're borrowing trouble from tomorrow when today has enough challenges of

"But what if—"

sun doesn't rise tomorrow? What if the Earth stops spinning? What if unicorns suddenly start appearing in downtown traffic?" Nanny's

insisted. "More dangerous. Like we're walking into

handle it the same way we've handled every other crisis—together, with wisdom, and with the strength

my stomach. "Those babies you're carrying represent hope for the future. They're proof that love can triumph over darkness, that new life can emerge from

admitted. "I wanted

truly ready for parenthood, crisis or no crisis. But you have something that many mothers don't: a mate who will move heaven and Earth to protect you and your children. You

choices? What if my

consequences together and learn from the experience," Nanny said. "That's what family

every way that matters. And I will do

name brought a smile to my face, despite my fears. "I love

Moon Pack, Luna of the whole werewolf and Lycan world, the last Moonsinger, and a woman who has already faced down a 10,000-year-old evil and won. Whatever

the men returned to the car. Ramsey slid into the seat

you feeling?" he asked

said, and meant it. "Ready

anxiety began building again as we approached the government building. A

stepped forward with his hand extended toward Kyren. "Mr. Kyren? I'm

the offered handshake, his eyes cold with impatience. "Where is

"Well, sir, we can't take you to the scene just yet. Chief Morrison

hundreds of miles to sit in an office discussing bureaucratic nonsense. People are dying while you waste our

understand

interrupted sharply. "You're a small-town law enforcement officer dealing with something far beyond your comprehension. We are here to solve your problem, not to navigate your

"Look, I don't know who you think

smoothly, "perhaps we should respect their procedures. A

forward. "Officer Patterson, we appreciate your chief's thoroughness. We're

melted steel, but he

led down a corridor lined with wanted posters and community outreach bulletins