The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 415 - 415: The broken sanctuary II...

Lyla

I mean, the only way anyone could break into the kitchen at this point would be through the window and not the door. My eyes scanned the broken shards of glass, furniture and wood, and it looked too arranged to be normal.

In the case of a forced break-in, everything was supposed to be displaced from its original position, but even the glass that had broken had fallen from its spot on the kitchen island and landed in the same place a glass of its size might land.

I turned my attention back to the room.

"I can walk," Elias said, and tried to stand. He went pale immediately.

Both Ramsey and Kyren caught him before he fell, and the two of them lifted him like he was made of sticks. Miriam led the way with the boiling pot and a supply of clean towels. I followed, one hand on the wall, breathing slow.

Halfway down the hall, Elias said, "They left something. On your door."

Ramsey's shoulders bunched. "What?"

"A mark," Elias said. "Nine-pointed star with a split through it."

My stomach dropped, and my fingers went cold. I saw the symbol again—bright against stone in my dream, it was so clear in my mind's eye. "The star," I whispered. "Gemini split."

Kyren glanced over his shoulder at me. His eyes were sober now. "You've seen it?"

"In a trance," I said. "Nymeris showed me. Three hooded figures and that mark." I swallowed. "They were standing around a stone… like an altar. And I was on it."

We got Elias into a guest room and laid him on the bed. Miriam set to work again on him. I hovered with towels and water and bits of sugar between Elias's teeth when the pain became unbearable for him.

"Circe," Kyren said. "Can you check the main entrance door for us?"

She nodded and left.

"Good enough. He won't die if he lies still and doesn't argue," Ramsey exhaled like he'd been holding his

head toward me. "Sorry

said, and tried a smile. "Do you

said.

"What did?"

something was looking out

are Puppets. Someone is drawing

"Who could that be?"

Kyren said. "Sirens. A rogue coven. A child of your

in, wiping rain off her face with the back of her wrist. "There's a mark on the

again. "I saw that too,"

looked between

know they know she knows." He sighed at my face. "It's a

wrong, and I

on errands while the rest chatted, which was strange because Nanny didn't even do that when I was a teenager, compared

would, a Lycan would heal thrice as

suddenly chatting. Circe was reminiscing about high school to Kyren, who had a slight smile on his face as he watched her. Ramsey had lowered the knives and was

you get me fresh towels?" Miriam asked

towels were downstairs. I looked towards Ramsey, and he wasn't even paying attention anymore. He was more immersed

I nodded, flashing her a smile and

passed by Circe, I pulled at her arm, causing the conversation to stop. "Hey, can you come help me

argue, but I tugged at her hand forcefully and pulled her towards the door. As we went, she kept grumbling about how I couldn't get the towel myself, and that was when I knew that either this wasn't Circe

much. It was as if in the next second, they would jump out of my stomach. I clutched at the kitchen island, gritting my teeth

Didn't she announce to the whole house yesterday afternoon that she was on a

I managed