The Alpha's Fated Outcast Rise Of The Moonsinger novel Chapter 273

Ramsey

When we arrived at the lower villages, the devastation that greeted me broke my heart. Homes were burned, their roofs collapsing on themselves. We were yet to recover from the damage done by Nathan and then this.

It seemed like we were in a never-ending cycle of doom.

Warriors fought desperately against the Ferals who seemed to be everywhere. They were snarling and lunging easily overpowering the throngs of warriors that faced them.

A child sobbed nearby, clutching a bloodied arm, her face was streaked with ash. A woman lay motionless on the ground, her neck was twisted at an unnatural angle. My stomach churned.

"Ramsey!"

Lenny's voice snapped me back. He pointed ahead, where a group of warriors had managed to push the Ferals back towards the tree line. One of the Feral seemed wounded.

"This is the Dark One's doing," Lenny said, his voice trembling with rage. "He sent them here."

I nodded, my jaw was clenched so tightly it hurt. "He wanted to make a point."

"A point?" Lenny frowned. "He wanted to destroy us."

I didn't know how to explain to Lenny that Xander was trying to tell me how it would be if I didn't have Lyla beside me or the power of the White Moon Throne. So, I had to make a choice or this would be my fate.

The warriors were no match for the Ferals, at least without the help of a Moonsinger. I glanced back at the burning village, at the wounded warriors and the dead scattered on the ground.

Xander's voice was still haunting me at this point. All I could hear was – the White Moon Throne. Cassidy. Power to rival Lyla's Moonsinging. I had spent so long trying to protect my people to shield them from the chaos of war, and now I was on the brink of it.

Not just with Nathan but also with the Dark One and his armies and the only choice before me was Xander's solution. But it was a gamble. One I couldn't afford to lose.

"Ramsey," Lenny's voice was strained. "We need Lyla. If I had known this is how it was going to be…"

"You made the right choice, Lenny," I shouted amidst the chaos. "She's gotten her ability back."

"Then we need her here."

I looked at the battlefield, at the warriors bleeding for a cause they hardly understood, at the innocents who had paid the price of my choices.

"Gather the survivors," I ordered, ignoring, Lenny's concern. "Get the wounded to safety and let's see if we can move them to the capital, we have better protection there. We need to reinforce the borders and regroup. No more surprises."

"What we need is Lyla," Lenny came to me. "Did you guys fight again?"

"No!" I said curtly, walking toward the crying girl and scooping her into my arms. Immediately, she stopped sobbing and placed her head on my shoulders.

"There must be a way to reach out to her and get her back to White Moon. I'll call her or something…"

"That won't be necessary." I reached for my pocket and brought out an energy bar candy I always save for something to chew when I'm frustrated instead of resorting to drinking or smoking.

"Okay," I flashed her another smile. "Can you wave at me at least?" _{freewёbnoνel.com}