The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger. - Chapter 231

Chapter 231: A battle of wills…
Lyla

“Ramsey has enough problems of his own. I don’t want to burden him.”

Terra sighed. “Lyla, you can’t just walk into Blue Ridge…”

I rolled my eyes in exasperation. “Are you saying I should do nothing? That I should sit here while my mother suffers in a dungeon?

“No,” Terra sighed, her eyes were glistening with sympathy. “No, I’m saying be smart about this. You’re his mate, but you’re also a Werewolf and have some connection with Nathan. You have to tread carefully. There has to be another way.”

I clenched my fists, feeling helpless.

I had a shuffle behind my back when I turned, I saw Ramsey walking towards me, he had an endearing smile as he came closer. As soon as I saw him, for some reason unknown to me, I burst into tears.

Ramsey immediately came to where I stood and gathered me in his arms, rubbing my back silently, murmuring sweet nothings to me while I sobbed. Terra just sat there, lost. When I was exhausted, I pulled away from Ramsey and said with teary eyes and a shaky voice.

“I’m going to Blue Ridge tomorrow. I can’t believe, Nathan would do that to her. I mean, he adores Nanny like his own mother. He loves her plus he knows how important she is to me. How could he do that? What have I ever done to him more than just being a good friend?”

“Don’t worry, she’ll be fine, I promise you,” he placed a kiss on my forehead before turning his attention to Terra who rose to her feet, curtseying in greeting. Ramsey nods absentmindedly.

“Thank you for coming all the way here to inform us, I truly appreciate and I’ll see to it that actions are taken as soon as possible. Hope everything is good?” Ramsey asked.

She shook her head, lowering her gaze. “No since, Mother Liora died. The temple has just lost its sparkle and it feels like every one of us is suffering from something similar. We all thought that the new High Priestess would fill in the gap Mother Liora left but Miriam… everyone thought she had ditched us because she did promise that she would serve in the office for a few months, hoping there’s a replacement by then.”

“How then did you know she was arrested and thrown into the dungeon?” Ramsey asked.

“We have our sources. I don’t need to reveal them to you., besides, Nathan is out of control and he needs to be curbed before things get worse.

“Don’t worry about it, everything will be fine. I’ll bring Miriam out.”

Terra nodded, fighting back tears. When she was done, she greeted us one last time before walking out. I turned to Ramsey immediately.

“Can you arrange my transport to Blue Ridge tomorrow?”

Ramsey looked at me for a minute before shaking his head. “I’m sorry, but that would not just be possible, Lyla. I cannot allow you to go there by yourself.”

“What?” I stared at him, too surprised to think about something else. “Why would you stop me from going to my pack? Blue Ridge is my home and…”

“I am aware of all of that, Lyla,” he sighed. “But I cannot allow you to go. I’m sorry.”

I stood, rigid, my arms folded over my chest as I glared at Ramsey. I didn’t know if I should be surprised or angry or something more at this point.

“I need to go, Ramsey,” I insisted, already getting frustrated by the whole charade. “Miriam is my mother and Nathan is my friend. He will listen to me. I’m sure there’s a good reason for this but even if there isn’t, Nathan would let her go as soon as he sees me.”

Ramsey murmured something under his breath, his broad shoulders tensing as he took a step towards me. “This has trap written all over, sweetheart. This could be one of Nathan’s ploy to bring you back to Blue Ridge.” His voice dropped a tone lower, filled with concern. “Let me handle this. I’ll go alone.”

“You don’t understand!” I yelled in frustration as tears welled up in my eyes. “You think everything is a trap! Nathan wouldn’t do that – he cares about me! he will not hurt me. You don’t just care about what happens to Miriam at all, do you?” a tear rolled down my cheek, followed by another, and another.

Ramsey scoffed. “Oh, does he? Then why has he had Miriam locked up for a month? Do you think that’s caring? Do you have any idea what he’s doing right now? Nathan has practically declared independence from the White Moon Throne. Lyla. He’s declared himself an Alpha Leader. Do you even know the implications of doing just that?”

“I don’t care!” I yelled, swiping at the tears furiously. I was not listening to anything he was saying right now. “I know Nathan better than anyone, better than you. If I go there, I can reason with him. He won’t hurt me. He wouldn’t dare.”

“Oh, Lyla!” Ramsey inhaled and exhaled deeply as if he was trying to control his temper. “Baby, please. This isn’t just about you. It’s about safety, strategy and not allowing ourselves to be played like a ball on Nathan’s field.”

“That’s all you always say,” I continued tearfully. “You never allow me to do anything myself. You’re so mistrustful and always try to get in the way. This is not a competition, Ramsey. No one is trying to fight me from you. I belong to you and not him. Can’t you just understand that?”

When I was done yelling I paused, my chest heaving from all the talking I had just done. I was already feeling mentally exhausted. Ramsey came closer again, his expression softening as he tugged a strand of my hair behind my ear.

“If I’ll be labelled insecure for protecting my woman, then I am insecure. I’m sorry but I don’t trust Nathan. He’s cunning he’s done a lot of things, both the ones we can account for and the ones that we cannot. I cannot sit still next to him. Sending you out there would be as good as putting you in the open, in a vulnerable position…”

“You think I’m going to jump into bed with him and…”

“That’s not what I mean, Lyla,” he interrupted me, placing an arm on my shoulder. “And I trust you, Lyla but I cannot trust your emotions around Nathan. He knows you so well, maybe better than I do. He knows everything about you and every time you meet with him, he tries to remind you of everything that happened between us in the past…”

“I don’t want to hear this, Ramsey…” I cut him short. “This is a life we’re talking about, Nanny’s… I am not going to sit here and listen to you…”

“You will be in danger if you go to Blue Ridge. “And I do care about what happens to Miriam. But I know what to do in situations like this besides, I need to talk to Nathan. I need to understand what goes on inside his head. There’s more at stake than just Nanny being locked up. I’ll get her out.”

“There’s more at stake than my mother’s life?” I bristled, staring at him in amazement. “You see what I mean… you have always been like this. You put everything first before your business. You see this as another political move, but she’s my mother…”

Ramsey sighed and reached out for my hand, but I yanked it away. He cursed under his breath as I spun around and stormed out of the room, my shoulders shaking.

“Lyla…” he called after me.

I didn’t stop, ignoring his calls as I stalked down the corridor. Ramsey followed after me in seconds, reaching out to grab my wrist but I pulled free.

“Lyla, stop,” he pleaded. “Don’t walk away. Be angry, but stay…”

But I didn’t. I kept walking, ignoring the curious stares of the domestic staff who had paused to watch the scene. I couldn’t care less. Somehow, Seth showed up in the corridor and dismissed them.

“Back to your duties,” he ordered. Immediately, they scattered, leaving I and Rasmey at the corridor alone.

Ramsey caught up with me and pinned me gently on the wall. “Babe, please…”

I struggled with him still seething. “I don’t want to hear any more of your explanation,” I spat.

He exhaled, then suddenly reached out and grabbed me by the waist, pulling me against him. I gasped, but before I could push him away, he tightened his grip. The familiar scent of his cologne mixed with his scent – surrounded me and despite my anger, my body instinctively relaxed against him.

“Listen to me, princess,” he murmured nuzzling me with his jaw. “If you need to go, then you will. But I have to go first. Let me assess the situation. You can come later.”

I sniffled, my fingers clutching his shirt. I didn’t even know I had done that. “Promise me.”

“Have I ever broken a promise to you?” his thumb wiped away a stray tear from my cheek.

“Fine,” I muttered, refusing to meet his gaze, I didn’t want to smile. “But if you take too long, I’m coming anyway.”

Ramsey chuckled softly. “I wouldn’t expect anything less from you.”