The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger. Chapter 243 243: What we do for love I

Lyla

"You're taking his side?" I stared at Ramsey, surprised.

Ramsey didn't answer . He had managed to cart out of the situation room into his bedroom after , and Lenny had engaged in a hot argunt. Lenny had been going on about not loving Ramsey and stuff.

"Do you believe everything he just said? That I don't love you and that I'm selfish. Do you believe that? Let not even start with all the things Lenny had told . On that day, you travelled to…"

"Please, Lyla!" he raised his hand in protest. "Let's not go there. I have so much running through my mind, and I don't want to go there now. We'll talk about it later."

"Later, today, tomorrow, right now? What difference does it make? You're letting Lenny co between us again. He hates , and he's trying to…"

"Lyla, please," he interrupted again, running a hand through his hair. "Now more than ever, I cannot do this. The pack needs , and I don't want or need any emotional burden right now."

"Am I an emotional burden?"

"You know that's not what I an, Ly…" he sighed and pushed gently to the bed to settle back against the pillows. "You should rest."

"How can I rest when everything is falling apart?" My voice broke on the last word, and I saw guilt flit into his eyes, but it disappeared in the next few seconds.

"Because I need you strong," he said. "Whatever cos next, whatever decision we make, I need my Luna at full strength."

He was right. But lying down and doing nothing will not change a thing. Nathan had been clear on the phone. If I didn't do as he has asked, he'll do even worse. Maybe this was the only way to help Ramsey.

I know he would disagree if I told him.

I reached for his hand, interlacing our fingers. "Promise sothing?"

"Anything."

"Promise you won't let vengeance cloud your judgnt. Nathan wants you to lash out, to give the Council reason to turn against you. So, he can tell every werewolf that this is the reason why he's fighting for their liberation. And I know Nathan. He can be pretty convincing when he wants to. Don't give him what he wants."

I knew the request stung his pride, but Ramsey knew I was right. Nathan was cunning and manipulative. He'd orchestrated this entire situation to force Ramsey into a corner.

"I promise to be tactical," he conceded. "But make no mistake, Lyla. Nathan will pay for what he's done. That's non-negotiable."

I nodded, understanding the compromise for what it was. "Just rember that the pack needs their Alpha more than they need revenge."

He leaned down to press his lips to mine, a gentle kiss that carried the weight of everything he couldn't put into words—his fear of losing , his rage at Nathan, his determination to protect what was his.

When he pulled away, my eyes were heavy-lidded, the dication finally winning out against my determination to stay awake. "Stay with ?" I heard myself murmur.

"Wild wolves couldn't drag away," he promised, settling back into the chair beside my bed without releasing my hand.

I laid perfectly still, giving him the impression that I was sleeping. A short while later, the door opened, and I heard quiet footsteps. I wanted to crack my eyes open to know who it was,s but there was no way without giving the impression that I was sleeping.

The sooner Ramsey leaves, the better for to do what I was supposed to do.

"The council eting would be frustrating, filled with a lot of political protocols and manoeuvring that has no place in modern pack dynamics. But I would endure it for Lyla's sake."

"And when they deliver their inevitable half-asures and compromises?" the voice asked.

"I would be ready with my plan. Nathan has crossed a line that could never be crossed. He'd targeted my life, bombed innocent people, and God knows what he must have told Lyla on the phone. I need to keep a close eye on her; I don't want her to do anything rash. There would be justice, with or without the Council's blessing. I would see to that personally."

There was a slight pause before the voice said again. "Have you made any announcent regarding what I told you?"

"No!" Ramsey replied, practically whispering. At this point, I was straining my ears to hear them. "It'll look suspicious. How about during the council eting, before or after, you co and make the announcent yourself. If it's from the pack, they'll try to make a move imdiately when they see you're still alive."

"So, what are you saying?" the other voice said. "Caius told your plans – your fallback plan,s rather."

Another long pause before I felt Ramsey's eyes on . His gaze lingered on , but I remained still squirming in my sleep.

"This woman has changed and made question traditions I'd never thought to challenge before. She's the reason I had gathered the courage to break out of my cocoon. She'd shown that true strength isn't about dominance or control but about knowing when to bend and when to stand firm."

"So, you will go along with trying diplomacy first?"

"That's likely what the council will advise. They have no idea I made a trip to Blue Ridge three days ago. But if Nathan forces my hand, we'll strike and make sure it's not linked back to us, just like the little surprise I've prepared for him for his coronation. We must never allow him to be coronated. It'll give him more power, and it will be difficult to turn the people back again to sensibility."

"I agree with you!" the other voice said. "I'm going to avenge my son's death. If Nathan forces my hand, there wouldn't be enough left of Blue Ridge Pack to fill a matchbox."

My heart lurched in my chest. I waited,d expecting Ramsey to comnt on it. Maybe to discourage the other person, but nothing was forthcoming from him. I couldn't read his expression because I was supposed to be sleeping.

"Whatever the cost, I would pay it. Whatever the sacrifice, I would make it. But I will not – would never – sacrifice Lyla."

Silence reigned in the room, broken only by the flipping of what seed to be a book. A mont later, both n murmured sothing about going in for a eting, and Ramsey told the other man to go back to where he was until he sent for him.

I gave myself thirty minutes before I finally cracked an eyelid. Slowly, I removed my engagent ring that had the GPS tracker Ramsey had installed earlier, making sure I wasn't making a lot of movent.

After that, I hastened to the door and slipped out of the room. Instead of going through the main entrance, I went through the side entrance, the sa place I and Ramsey had passed the other ti, and from there, I burst through a small clearing that led to the side gate used by Ogas to access the pack house.

When I got there, Lenny was waiting for .

He was pacing around anxiously, but as soon as he saw , a relieved expression passed through his face.

"I was beginning to thin you wouldn't make it, and Ramsey had seen through our fake quarrel."

I laughed. "Nah! He believed that we were fighting for real. I had to wait a few more minutes after he left for the eting before I ca out. Do you have the clothes?" I asked.

"Yes," he raised up a satchel in his hand. "Everything you want here is inside this bag. Are you sure you can do this? I am risking my life as well as yours. If Ramsey ever finds out that I put you in harm's way…"

"Except you tell him, he would never find out, I promise, Lenny," I sighed. "I have to do this for all our sakes. I can't sit back and just let things unfold when this is largely my responsibility. He would never suspect you. Since we've been building animosity for a few days now…"

"I must have bored him with complaints about you. I feel so guilty now…"

"Please, don't be," I touched his shoulders. "Let quickly change."

I ran to a small cluster of shrubs lying around and slipped out of my clothes into ordinary oga clothes. A fond smile spread on my lips. The last ti I tried to leave the pack dressed like this, Ramsey had caught . Unfortunately, he wouldn't this ti.

When I finished, I ca back out to et Lenny, pacing and looking at his watch with anxiety. As soon as he saw , he held my hands.

"Rember what I told yo: you must not change into your wolf form until you're well out of the White Mountain Region. From there on, they'll fear you, but if anyone should chance on you from around here, they would attack you. Do you understand?"

"Yes!" I tried to chuckle – an attempt to lighten the mood.

"C'mon, let's get you out of here."

I followed after him, careful not to leave a footprint like we'd planned. He took as far as the entrance of the Northern forest. At the edge, he paused, I could see he was conflicted; I was equally scared, but I had to do this.

"I'll be fine, Lenny. Just go ahead and try not to blurt it out to Ramsey. He would be fine, and I'll be back before he decides to attack Blue Ridge don't worry."