The Alpha's Fated Outcast Rise Of The Moonsinger novel Chapter 409

Lyla

"That's just it, I can't." I sighed. "It's like the memory slips away the moment I try to focus on it. I've tried multiple times to concentrate and really remember the dream, but I forget everything as soon as I wake, and I feel like Nymeris is trying to tell me something."

"You can ask her about that when you wake up, No?" Circe asked, giving me a strange look.

"It doesn't work like that, Circe," I shook my head. "The thing is, Nymeris is alive and at the same time dead. I killed her, but she's still there because I am still alive, and she can't just die like that. But I can't talk to her like a normal person would their wolf."

"Oh!" Circe nodded, reaching out to take my hand, which she squeezed warmly. "That was a really dumb question, I'm sorry."

I nodded, smiling at her. "It's fine."

"You know," she continued, "pregnancy can sometimes interfere with our natural abilities, which is why when a woman is pregnant, in your own case, I feel like your babies are creating some kind of interference."

"My thoughts exactly," I nodded my head. "That's why I desperately need to know what Nymeris is trying to warn me about. I know it's important, and I feel like the information could save us."

I clasped Circe's hand tightly, and an idea was already forming in my mind. "Come into my dream or read my mind, how is it even done. Basically…"

"I know what you mean, Lyla," Circe raised her hand to stop me, "But that's dangerous and only a high priestess can do that. Besides, didn't you get one of those things before? I heard from Lenny that you were in a coma for several days and Miriam had to connect with you to…"

"Exactly," I nodded my head, not letting her finish. "But this time around, I am healthy and not in a coma. It's the only way to see if you can hear what Nymeris is trying to say and recognise the place where she keeps taking me to."

"No, Lyla," she shook her head. "I can't do that. I'm not qualified. Just tell Miriam to do it for you, she would agree."

I scoffed and leaned back on the couch, shaking my head. "She would never agree to it in the first place, and when she eventually agrees, if it's something difficult or dangerous, Nanny would never tell me. She would give me half-truths like she has all my life."

"That's harsh, Lyla. She's your mom, and I know most times, mothers can be a bit protective —"

"A bit protective?" I laughed dryly. "I wish that were the case, Circe. Everything I know about myself, I've learned from other people. Before I knew she was my mother, she lied to me about everything. She refused to give explanations for her actions, and she still does it to date; they all do."

"Lyla?"

"No!" I got up, allowing the tears that had been stuck in my chest to flow freely now. "Let me finish, Circe. You don't understand how much it sucks to be treated like a retard until now. The only person who ever made me feel seen was Xander."

"Xander?" Circe arched her brow.

"The Dark One!" I murmured, cleaning my face. "Perhaps, that's one of the reasons I fell in love with him. He told me things, even though some of them were lies, but he made me know who I was. They think they're all protecting me, trying to hide the truth from me, but these things are bound to happen anyway…"

"Lyla…"

"How much longer will I cower to the shadows and hide from this reality and from the fact that I have tons of responsibility?" I yelled, ignoring Circe's call. "I just want to be told the truth and given the chance to make decisions myself. If Nanny ever goes into the dream world and finds what Nymeris was trying to tell me, she would not breathe a word of it to me."

"And you think I would?" Circe asked, rising slowly. "You're important to Ramsey. I've never seen him feel this way about any person. You're pregnant, you're the future of our world, these are valid reasons why anyone would protect you, but the problem is you never accept help."

I turned to Circe with a scoff. "Me?" I pointed my index finger to my chest, trying to wrap my head around the allegation. "That's not true, Circe." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"It is true!" Circe nodded. "You're selfish, and what if your mom is worried about how rash you might become when you get too emotional?"

"I don't get too emotional," I fired back. "I can think through things logically?"

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