The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 408 - 408: A new roommate...

Lyla

"Are you crazy?" Circe snapped, turning to face Kyren with disbelief written across her face. "Didn't you just hear what I said? They're onto me. They're desperately looking for me because my cover was blown..."

"And yes, they didn't see your face, but they captured your scent," Kyren finished for Circe, his tone matter-of-fact as always. "Yeah, I heard you loud and clear. Besides, I'm not crazy. I am smart."

"I don't think so," Circe scoffed, folding her hands. "I won't be granting that request, sir."

"Hear me out first before you conclude," Kyren said. "Now, they didn't see your face. They cannot prove that you're the same person they're looking for, and we all know that these days, scents can be deceiving. It's easy for anyone to smell like any supernatural creature with shifting spells, potion fogs or even essence cloaks."

"So you want Circe to confuse them?" I asked, trying to wrap my mind around what Kyren was suggesting. The idea seemed both brilliant and dangerous.

"Exactly," Kyren nodded, his eyes never leaving Circe's face. "If you show up with us, act cool and confident, we'll also tell them that you're a Lycan Alpha. They know Lycans rarely venture into the human world, so it'll confuse them more."

Circe's eyebrows shot up. "I am a Lycan Alpha, Kyren, in case you don't know. I run a pack, so you're not doing me a favour by telling them that."

"Of course, I know that," Kyren sighed again. "It's obvious."

"But the way you made it sound…"

"Guys!" I interrupted Circe, looking from her to Kyren, who had an exasperated look on his face. "This is neither the time nor the place for petty quarrels; we need to come to a resolution and fast."

"What's the end goal here?" Ramsey said suddenly as a frown tugged on his brow. "Circe's scent can easily be masked or altered, at least for the period she'd be meeting with Delia. But why? Why do you need her to confuse them?"

"It's a bait," Kyren replied. "At the end of our meeting with Delia, I'll invite her to move in with us. Tell her that the investigation is progressing now and hint that we have a lead, and she would come if she thinks there's more to Circe than meets the eye."

"So, I am the bait? What if they figure out that I am who they're looking for?" Circe asked.

"Even if they do, we'll be several steps ahead of them. The easiest way to take out your enemy is to create a façade for them. The best way to keep a snake from biting is to put it in a class cage and let it think it's free. In this case, we would be creating one that would help to keep us safe and prevent any form of attack from Delia's minions."

"But that's risky," I said, shifting uncomfortably. "She could ask them to attack us and act innocent like she didn't know."

no effort to monitor her or her activities – treat her like a real team member. By the end

her arms, studying Kyren with newfound respect. "You're more devious than I gave you credit

us alive this long," he replied with a cheeky

"And what if she doesn't slip up? What if she's smarter than

and right now, we

stirring within me, my wolf's restlessness matching my growing anxiety. "This sounds dangerous, especially with..." I

now," Kyren turned to me, his expression softening. "Lyla, we need to figure out where their meeting centres are. Could you ask your wolf to do this for us? Any information Nymeris might

but lately, our communication

"Complicated how?" Circe asked.

in these trance-like states, takes me to places I can't quite remember when I wake up," I explained, feeling frustrated just thinking about it. "It's like she's trying to tell me something important, but I can't retain the

gently. "Maybe this isn't the time to push that

Nymeris has information that could help protect

approvingly. "Good. We'll need every advantage

me with concern. "Lyla, forcing a connection with your wolf while

replied, "at least this is something I can

asked quietly. "Control it,

looked at him, seeing the worry in

wore when he was about to ask for

asked, wariness creeping into her

that no matter what I say,

"If

if it doesn't. Promise

the lines. Finally, she sighed and rolled her eyes. "Fine. But if you get me killed,

might have been the

like there were layers to this plan that we

natural your reactions will

scoffed. "Famous