The Alpha's Fated Outcast Rise Of The Moonsinger novel Chapter 381

Chapter 381: Deepest fears...

Charis...

There was silence followed by a long exhale before she asked.

"Are you still there?"

"No, we signed a waiver. We’re going home now."

"I’ll come. First thing tomorrow. With a healer and a pack doctor."

"Nanny..." I whispered, my voice breaking again. "I can’t lose them."

"You won’t," she said firmly. "Now listen to me — you trust your body, yes?"

I nodded, tears sliding silently down my cheeks.

"Then don’t let those machines convince you otherwise. You’re carrying a miracle, Lyla. You’ve defiled the norm, and no one is going to change that, alright. The babies are fine, okay?"

"Alright."

She exhaled again. "Good. Get some rest tonight. I’ll come at first light. And Lyla?"

"Yeah?"

"Be calm, your agitation will affect them."

I turned the phone off and stared ahead, Ramsey’s hand tightening on the steering wheel.

"Did she say anything helpful?"

"She’s coming with a healer tomorrow. She thinks... she thinks they’re still alive."

Ramsey didn’t respond. He just reached over and grabbed my hand tightly.

The rest of the drive was done in silence.

When we finally pulled into the driveway of our house, exhausted and emotionally drained, we were surprised to find a figure sitting on our front steps. As we approached, I recognised the neighbour who had helped us with fixing Paul’s car.

He seemed to be fast asleep.

Ramsey gently tapped the man’s shoulder, and his eyes flew open. When he saw us, he jumped to his feet with surprising agility.

"Oh, thank goodness you’re back!" he exclaimed, his face creased with concern as his eyes immediately found mine. "Are you alright? Earlier today, you seemed so..." He trailed off, clearly unsure how to finish the sentence.

"We’re fine," Ramsey said gruffly, "Thank you for asking and for your help earlier."

The man nodded, but his worried gaze remained on me. "I couldn’t find the key to your house, and I was worried about leaving the place open, so I decided to stay and keep watch."

My heart warmed at his thoughtfulness, and tears pricked my eyes. "Thank you so much. That’s incredibly kind of you. And we don’t even know your name."

"It’s nothing, and my name is Elias," he said with a smile. "I’m just glad you’re both home safe. I’ll start heading back, get some rest, okay? And let me know if you need witnesses for the police issue."

Flashing us another smile, we watched him disappear into his own house before Ramsey unlocked our front door.

"I’m going to bed," I said quietly, heading toward the bedroom.

"Hold on," Ramsey called after me, his voice gentle. "Let me prepare a warm bath for you first. And I’ll make some chicken soup—you need to eat something."

I paused on the bottom step, not turning around. "I’ll just take a shower. And I’m not hungry."

"Lyla—"

"Please, Ramsey. I want to be alone right now."

I started up the stairs again, but his voice stopped me once more.

"I’m sorry," he whispered. "I shouldn’t have been angry with you. I left you..."

"You don’t need to apologise, Ramsey," I said quietly, stopping him midsentence "And I’m not angry. I just want to rest."

"Just eat something..." he insisted.

"I am not hungry."

"Come on, Lyla," he said softly, and I could hear the pain he was trying to hide. "It’s not your fault, and you need food for strength. You lost a lot of blood today."

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