The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger. - Chapter 111

Chapter 111: Your powers have been taken away from you.
Lyla

Then she drew in a deep breath.

“You are blessed with a rare gift, Lyla… you’re the first Moonsinger after 10,000 years and seeing you finally means my time is near. I’ve waited for you so long.”

I stiffened as I stared at the Moon Priestess. Did she just confess that she was 10,000 years old?

“Your voice has the power to calm Ferals – one of the Dark One’s minions that took our form. They’re dangerous, lethal and cannot be killed by even the strongest of Lycan unless you weaken them first.”

“O-Okay?” I nodded trying to act very surprised. I couldn’t let her know I already knew.

“You also can heal the gravest of wounds, revive and give life but most importantly, you were created to destroy the Dark One.”

“The Dark One?” I whispered.

Before the priestess could answer, a Moon Priest stepped forward from the shadows. “These are bold claims,” he said, then turned to the council “And this is not the first time in our 10,000 years wait that someone had shown up claiming to be a Moonsinger just because of some ability.”

“She did not show up claiming anything,” Ramsey’s voice rang out laced with irritation. “She was forced here, there’s a big difference. Besides, does she look like she wants to be here?”

First, he stopped the council from kidnapping me and now he was defending me in the open? What was Ramsey up to?

“I apologize,” the priest bowed his head “Perhaps, a demonstration from her would prove the claim.”

“Of course,” the Moon Priestess nodded then turned to me. “I heard you stopped some Feral wolves without hurting people, so I’m sure your power is under control. Would you please hum for us? Not sing… just light humming and any melody that comes to your heart.”

I glanced nervously at Nathan who nodded to me from where he sat before closing my eyes. I tried to recreate the melody that had come so naturally that night with Xander but nothing happened. No silver light, no strange feeling just my cracking, dry voice.

The Moon Priest came forward. His expression was kind but firm. “I’ll guide you. You may not know yet how to harness your abilities, but I will help you tap into them. Will you try?”

I hesitated but nodded. “I’ll try.”

The priest asked me to stand at the centre of the hall. “Close your eyes,” he instructed. “Focus on the feeling you had when you calmed the Ferals. Remember the light, the hum within you.”

I wanted to remind them that all I had done was scream not sing. Who recounted the story to them for fuck’s sake?

Still, I closed my eyes, my heart racing. I squeezed them shut, trying to recall the surge of energy I had felt two days ago and at that stone with Xander. Maybe if I try to remember the stone, or wait, the lyrics to the song…

“Now,” the priest said, his voice steady. “Hum. Let your melody flow.”

I managed to get one of the standing stones into my mind and opened my mouth, but no sound came out. I frowned, trying again, but the connection I had felt before was gone.

The murmurs in the room grew louder.

I cracked an eyelid to see Nathan holding back a smile. I had to lower my head, biting on my lips to stop myself from laughing too. This looked more awkward than that night, Xander had asked me to sing to those stones.

“If humming feels unnatural, try singing, we will try to stop you so you won’t hurt anyone in the room,” the Moon Priest instructed. “Focus on your healing energy. Feel the resonance within you.”

“She just discovered she was a Moonsinger two days ago?” Ramsey’s voice rang out again. “How would she know what song to sing? Or what to hum?”

“It is not taught to anyone, Lycan Leader,” the Moon Priestess who has been quite suddenly answered. “It is a gift and we don’t know the words or lyrics as you might say. The only person that might know is the Dark One.”

Makes sense since he gave me that scrap of paper. Maybe that’s what I need.

“You see, the first time I sang, there was this crap of paper, Xander…” I trailed off, realizing I was about to tell these people that I once dated the Dark One.

“What was that?” the Moon Priest asked staring at me.

“Nothing,” I shook my head closing my eyes. “I’ll try to sing.” I pushed harder, my face scrunching with effort to remember the words but no melody came to my heart and nothing happened.

“Perhaps something simpler,” the Priest suggested. “Just try to summon the light we heard about, the one you used directly on the Trinax.”

I nodded and tried again, awkwardly throwing my hands in the air like I saw Xander do but nothing happened not even a spark. Or should I tell them about the stones? There was something about it that must have helped me spark my powers.

Elder Eldric, Ramsey’s grandfather rose from his seat, a furious expression on his face.

“Is this some kind of joke?” he demanded. “We were told you displayed extraordinary powers and now she can’t even produce a simple hum?”

I was feeling frustrated now. “I don’t understand,” I said, my voice cracking. “It worked two days ago and all I did was scream. I didn’t sing or anything.”

Ramsey’s grandfather shook his head with disdain. “This is a waste of time. Clearly, we’ve been deceived.”

Ramsey growled low in his throat, immediately silencing the murmurs in the hall. “She’s not lying. She is a Moonsinger and I saw it myself!”

My chest tightened as doubt crept in. I had for the longest time prayed and wished not to be burdened with whatever the powers were but now, I wanted it. So, had I imagined it? Was the power just a fluke?

“Then let her prove it to us.” One of the elders shouted.

“Maybe she needs a reenactment of what happened. Since she’s just discovering the power, she hasn’t learnt mastery of it yet,” Ramsey defended me again.

“Are you saying we go look for Feral wolves all because she wants to make an experiment?” Cassidy’s father asked making the others to laugh.

Suddenly, the Moon Priestess raised her hand silencing the room. “Enough. There is an explanation for this.”

She turned to me, her expression unreadable. “Your powers have been taken from you.”