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."

"Oh, my dear girl. You're borrowing trouble

"But what if—"

if unicorns suddenly start appearing in downtown traffic?" Nanny's tone was gently teasing, but her eyes were serious. "We

different," I insisted. "More dangerous. Like we're walking into a trap that we can see coming but can't

are," Nanny said with surprising calm. "But if that's the case, then we handle it the same way we've handled every other crisis—together, with wisdom, and with the strength that comes from knowing

They're proof that love can triumph over darkness, that

not ready to be a mother in the middle of a crisis," I admitted. "I wanted time to adjust, to

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 have a family that will not turn their backs on you.

the wrong choices? What if my

deal with the consequences together and learn from the experience," Nanny said. "That's what family does. We don't abandon

daughter in every way that matters. And I will do everything in my power to

my married name brought a smile to my face,

you are. You're the Luna of the White 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

to the car. Ramsey slid into

feeling?" he asked

meant it. "Ready to face whatever comes

short, but my anxiety began building again as we approached

with his hand extended toward Kyren. "Mr. Kyren?

his eyes

"Well, sir, we can't take you to the scene just yet. Chief Morrison is waiting to speak with your team first. We're following

travel hundreds of miles to sit in an

I understand

don't understand anything," Kyren 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

and anger. "Look, I

should respect their procedures. A

your chief's thoroughness. We're happy to

melted steel, but he didn't argue further as we

a corridor lined with wanted posters and