The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Lyla

"What does this have to do with me?" I asked, though a part of me already sensed the answer.

"Your powers manifest differently from other Moonsingers throughout history. They're almost identical to Neriah's abilities." Her eyes met mine directly. "That's no coincidence. It's because you're my daughter. It's why you're carrying twins despite Moonsingers rarely conceiving."

My hand instinctively moved to my stomach. "Are you saying my babies are—"

"Special," Terra interjected. "Beyond anything we've seen in centuries."

Nanny's expression darkened. "But there's something else you need to understand, Lyla. Your power as a Moonsinger is self-destructive. The more you give in to using these gifts, the more you give yourself to darkness."

I felt a chill run through me. "What? But I've been using my powers to heal people, to fight the Ferals. Why haven't I turned evil?"

"Because you haven't actually used your Moonsinging powers yet," Nanny replied quietly. "Not fully. The last time you came close was at the warehouse in the human world, when you inadvertently freed Xander to an extent."

I stared at her in shock. "That's impossible. What about the healing? The blue flames? Controlling the Ferals?"

Terra stepped forward. "Your mother bears the silver mark, and your father came from a long lineage of seers called Golden Sun, though that bloodline was thought extinct centuries ago. This fusion created your wolf, and there's a line of a prophecy after Neriah's death, and countless Moonsingers have failed to control the Dark One."

Terra removed a small notebook from her bag. "When Silver Wolf and Golden Sun unite, a child of both worlds shall come to light. In its veins, the goddess's powers flow. To shape the future for friend or foe."noveldrama

"It also talked about how you'd be more than just a ruler and how people would try to covet your powers. Basically, you have to fight between good and evil and make a stand. The Dark One is desperate to bind you to him with the blood oath because it would be easier for him to fill your heart with evil when there's a link."

"Also, Neriah didn't have a wolf," Nanny added. "But you do. A two-tailed wolf is a sign that both parents are connected to a level of spirituality most wolves don't possess. Besides, a two-tailed wolf is not made by the Moon Goddess."

"I know that," I nodded slowly." But I killed her because she demanded that it was the only way I could manifest my powers."

"Nymeris didn't die per se," Terra explained. "She's not with you presently, but she's not erased from our world either, because you are her god. The day you die, she stops existing. She only went out of her way so no one would be able to use her. A two-tailed wolf is dangerous, Lyla. You'd be double terror in the hands of the wrong person like Xander."

"So, all these powers I've been using are just... what? Inherited abilities from my parents? I'm yet to use my real powers?"

"Yes," Nanny confirmed with a heavy sigh. "The only way you can truly use your Moonsinging powers is to channel them through your pheromones."

I stilled as everything suddenly became clear to me. I remembered the warehouse, how Xander had first kissed me, getting me excited before we began the ritual, and how he had always loved to be around me with his crystal ball whenever I was on my heat and when my pheromones were strongest.

"That's why he needed me aroused," I whispered. "That's why the ritual required... intimacy."

Nanny nodded grimly. "The true power of a Moonsinger is tied to creation itself—to life force, passion, and the energy that brings new souls into the world. It's why your pregnancy is both a blessing and a terrible complication."

"So, how long before Nymeris returns to me?" I asked.

"Usually at your greatest need and whenever she wants. She has a mind of her own and she returned when she sensed the new lives growing inside you, however I know she's threading carefully because if the Dark One knows she's back… it will not look good," Terra said.

"Why? Why is all of this happening? I recall Corvus agreeing to help Neriah escape being married to Rian. How did things change, and why did she end up with him after trying to run away from him? I don't understand."

"I wish Mother Liora were here," Nanny sighed. "She knows this story much more than I because she experienced these visions. Mother Liora sees the past, and I only see the future in a way that is different from clairvoyance. I cannot predict directly what might happen, but I can see certain events. Lenny is a dark friend. Don't ask me how; you'll have a baby by Caius."

I stared at her for a few seconds and burst out laughing.

"Nanny, please, Caius is Ramsey's gamma. I don't even see him as a man. I would never get entangled with him. Ramsey would have his head before he comes an inch close, and Lenny? A dark friend?"

"He is," Terra confirmed. There is no proof yet, but he knows things that Lycans do not know. Lenny has a sixth sense…"

"He's a beta Lycan. Aren't they all like that?"

"Trust me, it's complicated," Nanny sighed. "But let's not dwell on that for now. Do you have any questions?"

"Why are you telling me this now? After all this time?"

Nanny's expression was pained. "Because the Dark One will return, and we're running out of time. You need to understand what you're truly facing."

"And what am I facing?" I demanded. "What does all this mean for the prophecy?"

Nanny and Terra exchanged glances. Finally, Terra spoke. "The Dark One—Corvus—was once a Shadowblader in love with Neriah. When she chose Rian and Thames instead… Rian out of duty to her people. She was never married to Thames, but he was there."

"How does this connect with Corvus? Wasn't he already wanted and cursed by the Moon?"

"Yes, because he killed many Auréans before the Moon Goddess cursed him and Neriah's father's brother. That was why they were trying to capture him. To at least curtail his excesses because he was the real threat to the Auréans."

"I know this story," I said impatiently.

"What you don't know is that Neriah was carrying twins when she tried to resurrect Rian and Thames after they killed each other—all thanks to Corvus. The thing is, Neriah had loved him at some point, and they may have done a couple of things. Remember, she only accepted Rian out of duty."

"So she conceived with Corvus's child?" I asked.

"Yes, and since the wedding night had to be consummated, she was also with Rian and conceived his child too."

I sank back onto the sofa, stunned. "She was pregnant during the massacre?"

Nanny nodded. "The magical backlash caused by her attempting to resurrect her mates while carrying divine children is what created the Ferals, the Dark One will fight with. These Ferals are different from what we know. They are former Auréans. Most of them still have their powers, too. They are not a lot, and I'm sure they would fight alongside the Dark One when it is time."

"That's why he wants me to heal these specific Ferals and give them human forms? Is he looking to revive our race again?"

"No idea, honestly," Nanny shrugged. "But that magical backlash from Neriah is what split Corvus into two beings – his physical form, which eventually died and his spirit, which became the Dark One. He needs the ritual to regain his form and access his full power."