The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger. Chapter 120 120: All the Moonsingers

Nathan

I've thought about a thousand ways to finally tell Lyla how I feel about it.

In one scenario there would be flowers, lots of flowers, in another, a single stem of flower between my lips, dressed up to the nines, with soft music playing in the background and a thousand more scenarios I'd looked up from the internet.

But to think I decided to skip confessing my feelings, skip dating and jump straight into asking her to marry …in a dingy, motel room - that doesn't sound half as bad only that she stiffened in my embrace.

"Nathan…"

"I'm serious," I said, hoping my voice was steady. "If you were my Luna, whoever did this wouldn't have the guts to do it. No one would dare touch you. No one would have the power to hurt you like this again. I could protect you in every way possible."

She pulled away slightly, turning to face . "You can't just – Nathan, marriage isn't sothing you decide because of a situation. It's…"

"It's more than that," I interrupted. "I know. And I'm not saying this just because of what happened. I'm saying it because I care about you. Because I've cared about you for a long ti."

She stared at , her eyes widening with surprise.

Ragnar was spurring on and I knew it was now or never. I don't know if I will ever have this kind of opportunity again, so I am putting all my eggs in one basket.

"Just listen to ," I said quietly "And you don't have to say anything right now," I added gently, placing a hand on her cheek. "Just think about it. Please."

She nodded slowly, turning her gaze from . "Okay," she whispered. "I'll think about it."

I smiled faintly, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "That's all I ask."

We sat in silence until my phone rang. It was Lenny.

I stepped away from Lyla, lifting the phone to my ear.

"Beta?"

"The council is gathering again, you and Miss Lyla can start coming. Are you within the area? I could send transport."

"That won't be necessary. We'll find our way."

When the call ended, I turned to Lyla who was staring at expectantly. "Any news?"

"The council is gathering again, seems the High Priestess is done with her devotion too. We should go."

She nodded and rose to her feet adjusting her clothes. Almost at the door, she placed a hand on my arm stopping .

"Nathan…" she called out softly.

I turned. "Yes!"

"I want to know sothing and I need you to answer as truthfully as you can."

I nodded.

"Do you love ? Like maybe not love but sothing more than just caring? Is this about getting back at Ramsey? How do you see ? Like, am I a piteous creature that needs protecting and marriage to you would solve it? I just…" she took a deep breath "I want to know why you proposed to out of the blues. We were best friends one minute and now this…"

"Lyla…" I cupped her face. "I don't see you as soone piteous, I never have and I love you… I've for the longest ti. I'm sorry I didn't confess earlier but there was never a perfect ti. I proposed because I want to be with you and maybe… this is a perfect opportunity…"

She nodded, "So, all those kisses and…" she trailed off "They ant more to you?"

"Yes," I replied. "I see you as a woman – a beautiful woman who I love so much and would want to spend the rest of my life with. Also, maybe there's a part of that wants to claim you as revenge on Ramsey but I promise, my feelings for you have always been there and they're genuine."

She nodded and smiled. "That's okay. We should go, we don't want to keep the council waiting."

We arrived at the council hall a few minutes later and t Lenny by the door, he seed to be waiting for us. His face was grim, but there was a flicker of relief when he saw us approaching.

"Alpha Nathan, Miss Lyla," he greeted us with a small nod before turning his attention to Lyla. "We've managed to take down all the videos that were circulating. Thankfully, we discovered on ti and have been able to track down all the IP addresses that downloaded it too and had the videos unable to play but we cannot promise you that we trapped everything for now. Still, we're checking."

Lyla nodded. "I understand, thank you for your help, Beta Lenny. I'll thank the Lycan Leader later."

"Any leads on who is behind it?" I asked.

He hesitated, glancing over my shoulders. Just as he opened his mouth to respond, another voice interrupted.

"You don't need to know who it was," Ramsey said as he strode towards us.

I scoffed turning to face him. I can't believe he still carried himself with the sa infuriating confidence as always like the world revolved around him.

"What matters," he continued, "Is that I've handled it. The damage is minimal and I'm so sorry about that, Lyla. Everything happened so fast that I didn't get a chance to express my sincere apologies. I'm sorry."

Lyla nodded.

"Are you alright by the way? You look tired."

"Yes, I'm fine. Thank you for all your help," she replied.

Ramsey studied her for a mont with an unreadable expression. Then he nodded once and turned toward the hall without another word.

I scoffed under my breath, my fists clenching at my sides. "Handled it," I muttered bitterly. "Of course, Ramsey's always the hero."

"Let's go," Lyla said gently, placing a hand on my arm to calm .

We followed Ramsey into the council hall. All the mbers of the council were gathered again and there was a single chair at the centre, clearly ant for Lyla. I felt her hesitate beside for a mont before stepping forward and taking her place.

The council mbers and Ramsey took their positions too everyone waiting patiently for the High priestess who had changed into a different robe. It was silver now. We watched as she rose from her seat and walked towards Lyla, a placid smile on her face before she turned to face the mbers of the council present.

"I am going to reiterate what I said earlier, This is our Moonsinger – Lyla Woodland. Lyla is not the first to lose her abilities. In fact, all the Moonsingers before her experienced the sa fate."

Murmurs and gasps echoed through the hall.

"All of them?" Elder Eldric, leaned forward, his face lined with disbleife. "You're telling us that the great Moonsingers who led generations of Werewolves and Lycans through countless battles with the Dark One and his armies fought without their powers?"