The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 400 - 400: Half-breed.

Lyla

"Trying to pass a message? What makes you think so?" Ramsey asked.

"My gut feeling and the fact that these killings are not as random as we want to think they are. Based on my findings, they are specifically targeted at families. Not one of the victims was a random person or individual. It's always families."

"I agree with you that the attack pattern is consistent, but it couldn't have been werewolves or any supernatural creatures. There are strict laws guiding us. We cannot attack humans even if we want to. And just like my wife said, the signature is wrong. It's too controlled for a natural werewolf, but too savage for a Lycan."

"What about a hybrid?" Delia suggested. "Someone who's part werewolf but also something else?"

I felt Nymeris stir uneasily at the suggestion. "What makes you think of hybrids?"

"Just curiosity," Delia said with that same practised smile. "I've read accounts of various supernatural creatures interbreeding throughout history. The offspring tend to have... unusual characteristics."

"Those are largely myths and folklore," Kyren said, joining our conversation. "True supernatural hybrids are extremely rare and usually don't survive to adulthood."

"Usually," Delia repeated thoughtfully. "But not always."

Something about the way she said it made me uncomfortable.

After we returned home with promises of a follow-up meeting the next day, I found myself trying to bring up Delia in a conversation with Ramsey.

We were in our bedroom, both of us changing out of our clothes from the police station visit, and I was attempting to bring up my concerns about Delia without sounding paranoid or overly suspicious.

"So," I said carefully, pulling on a comfortable sweater, "what did you think of Delia?"

Ramsey paused in unbuttoning his shirt, looking at me. "You mean Dr. Delia Pier?"

"Yes. She seemed very... interested in our investigation."

"That's one way to put it," Ramsey said dryly. "What's your real question, Lyla?"

to be direct. "Did she strike you as suspicious? Her behaviour at the crime scene, the

my surprise, Ramsey nodded immediately. "Absolutely. Everything about her felt

relief that he'd picked up on the same things I had. "I

instincts about people are usually spot-on," Ramsey said, sitting on the edge of the bed

her personal findings; it felt like she was trying to get our opinion. You know situations where a child does something and expects some feedback on that thing they

markings was

the way she..." I hesitated, not wanting

at every male in our group?" Ramsey finished with amusement. "Trust me, I noticed. Though I

handled her so well,

the other hand, is not someone who would easily let any woman into his bed. I'm willing to bet

laughed, hitting

I assure you. Also, there was nothing to handle. I'm mated to you—end of discussion." He pulled me closer, pressing a kiss to my temple.

could respond, his phone rang. He glanced

whine about how I

"Go ahead and take it," I said, standing up. "I'll go downstairs and see if I can find something to snack on. The

call as

it empty, but stopped short when I saw Kyren standing at the stove. He was shirtless, his well-defined torso on full display as he worked over what appeared to be a perfectly seared steak. The sight was so unexpected that I just stood there for a moment,

briefly, gave me a casual glance,

steak, you could have just asked, and I'd have had a chef prepare it for you," I said, trying

up from his work. "Do you always trust other people with

question caught me off guard. "I... yes?

be so easy," he

fear poisoning?" I

and my brother too. That's how many people in our world die. The easiest way to kill a Lycan is to poison it. Didn't

he mentioned his losses. "We've

at me directly. "Then Ramsey has a lot of people

that. I sat on a kitchen stool near the island, making myself as comfortable as

found myself suddenly craving the steak he was preparing, but I didn't know how to ask for some without seeming like a beggar. Instead, I started eating

two plates. He passed one toward me, but just as I reached for it,