The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger. - Chapter 112

Chapter 112: Split-second decision…
Lyla

Silence fell over the council hall.

My knees nearly buckled.

“Taken?” Nathan asked. “How is that possible?”

The priest touched my face gently. There are ancient magics at work here. Someone – or something – has stripped you of your abilities.”

“The Trinax,” I realized. “When it grabbed me…”

“It is not possible,” the priestess shook her head. “Yes, the Trinax are creatures of dark magic that haunt the sleep world and our mind. They create a world where they constantly push you into thinking of failures or the things that can or could have happened that’s why anyone who stares at the face of a Trinax longer than 10 seconds will go mad but they cannot take away the power of a Moonsinger.”

Ramsey’s grandfather scoffed. “Convenient excuse. Look, from all the history books I’ve read, the Moonsinger is always someone so elegant, adept in fighting and perfect in all their ways, not her… she’s a deviant to begin with if she cannot control herself then…”

“ELDER ELDRIC” Ramsey’s voice rang out in annoyance silencing his grandfather. “How can you be so crass in your speech? If not for anything… but for the sake of the dignity of this council, you should show some respect to the daughter of the man who risked his life to save you.”

His grandfather mumbled something but didn’t say anything else. My fists clenched to my sides, anger and humiliation bubbling within me. But Nathan stepped forward, with a commanding tone.

“She is the Moonsinger. Whether her powers are active or not we shouldn’t look down at her without first knowing the cause.” He turned to the Priestess. “If it’s not the Trinax then who could have taken the powers away?”

“Can we close the meeting at least?” Elder Thorne spoke suddenly. “We’re not about to listen to a question and answer session when we have other things to do. Couldn’t the Moon Goddess have given us a Lycan as a Moonsinger? She keeps skipping us and appointing these werewolves.”

My ears burned red with embarrassment as I stared at the audacity of Cassidy’s father.

“Who knows, you might have displayed such fine powers because of the fear. If I had a Feral and a Trinax attacking from all sides, I’m sure I’d have ten times my strength now,” he added with a scoff.

The rest of the Elders shared mocking laughter. I lowered my head, trying to fight the tears that gathered at the corner of my eyes now.

“Elder Thorne,” Ramsey said in an unmistakably cold tone. “You’re suspended from the council until further notice. Have your subordinate replace you during meetings. If I see you an inch within the council hall, I’ll make sure you’re stripped of all your titles entirely.”

Silence reigned in the hall, partly because of how quiet Ramsey had given the order. He didn’t even raise his voice but you could see the seriousness on his face and heart it in his tone.

“You can’t dismiss me, Lycan Leader,” Elder Thorne rose to his feet. “Aside from the fact that this council cannot function without me, I am to be your father-in-law. Is this how you plan to treat me?”

Lycans were audacious creatures. I don’t think anyone had ever challenged my father openly as they were doing to Ramsey.

“I’ll give you until sixty seconds to leave with your dignity,” Ramsey continued quietly “Or I’ll have you thrown away.”

“Why?” Elder Thorne smirked his eyes flitting between me and Ramsey “Is that how much the deviant pleases you that you’re now favouring her over me? A mere werewolf without a wolf?”

“Elder Thorne, that’s enough,” Lenny who had been standing quietly beside Ramsey came forward and walked towards his. “Leave!”

“If anyone should leave then it should be our Lycan Leader and not me,” Elder Thorne continued, “He fought with a werewolf over a woman at the funeral, he has constantly looked down on our traditions, kept my daughter waiting for four years and…”

“That’s enough…” Lenny growled and motioned to the guards standing at the entrance of the hall.

When they came closer to him, Elder Thorne swatted their hands away declaring he would leave by himself. All the while, none of the other Elders said a word, if anything they were quiet.

After Elder Thorne was removed, Ramsey turned to the Priestess, “Please tell us, how did she lose her power?”

“The Dark One is the only person with the ability and skills to shut down her powers more like numbing. I heard one time that he can extract a portion of a Moonsinger’s power and use it against them, in the process, he might also lock off their energy points.”

I swallowed hard.

“I also realized when she walked into the room at first that she’s a reincarnation of the first Moonsinger,” the priestess added.

“That happened centuries ago,” one of the Elders, a woman suddenly spoke. I noticed she was silent the entire time and didn’t join the men when they were laughing and making jokes. “How can you be certain?”

“I am the High priestess of the Moon Goddess and for every High Priestess that passes away, the new High Priestess would be bestowed with all the memories of the former one. That is, I know what happened over 100 years before me and being a Sigma wolf makes it easier.”

The Elder nodded.

“So, you’re saying she’s a reincarnation of the first Moonsinger?” Nathan asked.

“Yes, her name was Neriah. She was the only child of her family and Alpha Thriad and the one who released the powers of the Dark One, unknowingly of course because of how trickish he was. He was able to convince her to do it. They were on the verge of getting joined and mated for life when the Moon Goddess intervened.”

“Should we be worried that she’s the reincarnation?” Ramsey asked, leaning forward, his voice was tinged with worry.

“Every Moonsinger is a reincarnation of the past one and not the one from years ago which is confusing to me. The last Moonsinger was a man – a general of the fourth ranks from the packs across the sea,” the Priestess said.

Was he the man I used to see myself as in my dreams? I wondered silently.

The priestess came to me again, leaning forward as her piercing eyes studied me intently. “Have you had an encounter with the Dark One himself?” she asked.

The hall fell silent. I could feel the weight of everyone’s expectations pressing down on me. The council members watched me closely, their gazes intense and searching. Nathan came forward and stood nearby. His presence was both comforting and suffocating.

I hesitated. I knew the truth – my encounter with the Dark One – Xander was something I had kept hidden for years. But given the way everyone was acting, the suspicion and pressure surrounding me. I made a split decision