The Alpha's Fated Outcast Rise Of The Moonsinger novel Chapter 317

Lyla

Terra stared at me for a few seconds before averting her eyes, busying herself with the cart that held several mixtures.

"I don't want to hear it, Lyla," she murmured. "Whatever your plans are, count me out of it. I don't want to be a party to it or your lies."

"It's not lies, Terra," I tried to sit up, but was hit with another wave of nausea, making me groan with pain as I flopped on the bed again.

"Can you stop moving, please?" Terra sighed. "I'm running out of patience dealing with you, Lyla. Just lie still and let the medicine work."

"I am lying still," I shot back, "I'm only asking you not to mention the baby to anyone, not even to Nanny."

"Your mother?" she scoffed, dropping the small jar she held a little too forcefully. "You don't know, Miriam, Lyla. Maybe the version of Miriam you know is the cool-headed one. Miriam will kill me if she suspects that I might have lied to her. Besides, it goes against my oath."

"I am not asking you to lie!" I was losing my calm. "I'm asking you not to mention the pregnancy. It's that simple. Don't mention that I am pregnant."

"And if they ask me?"

"How will they ask you if they don't know?" I sighed with exasperation. "They'll ask you how I'm doing and whatnot, and then you can reply with, she's fine and whatnot. No need to tell them I am pregnant."

Terra hesitated. "Miriam will have my hide. Pregnancy is not something you can hide. Sooner or later, it reveals itself. What excuse will I give then?"

"I'll be dead and long gone," I said with a soothing tone. "I'm going to die…"

"For the love of the moon, can you stop saying you will die?" Terra rolled her eyes. "You think death is something for you to throw around like it means nothing? What will happen to your mate and your mother? One chaos at a time, Lyla. I know it's impossible to believe that you're immensely loved and that your mother will do anything for you, but…"

We heard the lock of the door rattle, and immediately, Terra froze as the door opened to reveal Nanny. She was about to ask Terra what the problem was when I intervened. She hadn't noticed that I was awake.

"Mom!" I feigned weakness.

Immediately, her eyes snapped to where I was lying. She rushed to my side and held my hand.

"Oh darling, you're awake?"

I nodded, smiling at her. "I'm sorry for…"

"Shhh… don't talk, you need your strength." She turned to Terra. "Is the poison out of her system entirely?"

Terra had her back to us, so she threw over her shoulders. "Just a little more, Miriam and she'll be fine."

"Is something else wrong with her?" Nanny asked, straightening up.

I held my breath.

"Nothing," Terra threw over her shoulders again. "I'm trying to make the last…"

Before she could finish the sentence, Nanny reached for her and twirled her round, clasping her hand round her neck.

"We've been friends for ages, Terra. I know when you're lying. Don't make me hurt you. Tell me!"

"Mom, I'm fine," I said desperately.

Terra's face was clouded with fear as her eyes darted between me and Nanny.

"Terra," Nanny continued calmly, "I'm going to count down to three. If by the last count you don't tell me, I will not be responsible for whatever happens here…"

"She's pregnant," Terra didn't allow her to finish her threat. She pushed Nanny aside, rubbing at her neck. "I can't with both of you," she hissed. "Your daughter is pregnant, and she asked me not to tell you."

Nanny turned to me, staring at my stomach in bewilderment.

"When you're done, feed her this," Terra pointed at a small bowl on the cart. "I'm leaving,"

"Terra, I'm sorry…"

"Save the apology, Miriam," she hissed. "And this is the last time you'll put your hands on me." With that, she walked out of the room.

Nanny came to where I was and sat on the bed. She stared at me for a few minutes before she murmured.

"Is it Nathan's or Ramsey's?"

Laughter bubbled in my chest. "It's Ramsey's, Nanny. I've never been with any man except him. Why would you even think I can sleep with Nathan?"

Nanny hesitated. "You're in no shape to be moving around." _{fɾēewebnσveℓ.com}

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