The Alpha's Fated Outcast Rise Of The Moonsinger novel Chapter 241

Ramsey

I woke up in the dead of the night to chaos.

Not just that, to loud shouting and frantic knocking on my door. I jerked away, reaching for the bedside table lamp and turning it on. Lyla was awake, too. She looked confused.

I came down from the bed and immediately reached for my discarded pyjama bottom, slipping it on before turning to Lyla. "Get dressed and stay alert."

She nodded, already, reaching for her clothes too. I waited until she was dressed before I crossed to the door and yanked it open. Lenny stood on the other side, looking distressed and dishevelled. He was still in his sleeping clothes.

"We're under attack," Lenny said immediately.

I stepped into the hallway, pushing the door mostly closed to shield Lyla from hearing what Lenny was saying. That was when I noticed the dark, wet blood stains splashed across Lenny's shirt and hands. They still looked fresh.

"What the hell happened?" I demanded in a low tone. Lax was already snarling at the scent of blood and danger.

"There's been an attack," Lenny repeated. "They attacked the guards at the gate's entrance. It's Feral,s, and it was a coordinated attack. They took out the entire guards stationed at the first and second gates. They destroyed everything in their path, up until the last ga ,te before reaching the pack itself. A guard managed to sound the alarm just in time."

Ice slid down my spine. "What's the casualty report like?"

"More than a hundred guards. All dead."

For a moment, the world seemed to still be around me. One hundred dead. One hundred guards were wiped out in a single night. My entire body went ri; LaxLax was burning with fury within me. This should be the highest attack we've ever suffered from Ferals.

They didn't plan coordinated attacks like this to wipe out such several guards.

Unless…

My mind suddenly flitted to Caius's warning about Nathan, and I froze. What if Nathan had somehow weaponized Ferals? What if, during those four years in the dungeon, he'd been laying the groundwork for exactly this type of assault?

Thinking of it, the first tm, Lyla ever got attacked by Ferals, it was Nathan who had rescued her, and, in his words, he had fought off the Ferals before they injured Lyla further. Why hadn't they attacked him?

How about Lenny? What if – the thought chilled me to my bone – what if Lenny's dishevelled appearance and blood-spattered clothes weren't from fighting off attackers but from something far more sinister?

"Where were you when the attack began? I asked, careful to keep my voice neutral so I wouldn't sound suspicious.

"In my house, of course," Lenny answered quickly. "The alarm woke me. I grabbed whatever warrior I could find in the chaos and headed for the gates. We…we were too late for most of them."

I nodded slowly. "Gather the remaining Gammas in the situation room and gather our security experts, too. We're going to assess the damage and track those responsible."

Lenny nodded, his expression hardening. "Already on it."

As Lenny turned to go, I remembered something.

"Where is Gamma Caius?"

It was strange that he wasn't the one coming to report to me what had happened.

Lenny turned to me, furrowing his brows. "Yeah, that's true. He should be here. Did he try to reach out to you?"

I shook my head, watching Lenny closely. "Find him. I want him to be there,e too."

Lenny nodded, but not before I saw a flicker of something – annoyance? Concern? – passed over Lenny's face before he nodded. "Right away."

As Lenny finally left, I went back into the bedroom and saw Lyla sitting by the edge of the bed. She was already dressed,d and her face was pale but determined.

"Hey baby…" I tried to smile.

"I heard everything, Ramsey. Is it Nathan?"

"Most likely," I shrugged, walking to my closet and rummaging through it for proper clothes. "Ferals don't mount coordinated attacks unless someone's pulling their strings."