The Alpha's Fated Outcast Rise Of The Moonsinger novel Chapter 340

Chapter 340: Breakfast tensions II

Lyla

I wanted to puke so bad.

Everything was overwhelming. The scents, the food, the flowers by the window, the small bit of food on Alpha Korin’s upper lips, the way one of the Alphas was eating ... everything irritated me.

And this nausea...

I stuck my tongue on the roof of my mouth, praying it would pass...

"Why not?" Darren laughed dryly. We need to know if this is going to be our last battle. Everyone knew Aeron was a great Moonsinger—the best ever. He didn’t need to beg warriors from other packs to travel halfway around the world to help him fight the Dark One. He did so himself."

"No one is interested in listening to what Aeron did," Ramsey growled. "If you do not want to be here, I’ll give you permission to go home with your warriors, Darren. I wouldn’t have invited you if you were the last man with a billion army on earth."

"Boys," Circe drummed her hands on the table, shifting everyone’s attention to her. "Aren’t you too old to still be squabbling? This is not training school. This is a serious matter, Ramsey. We need to be assured that the Moonsinger can lead us into battle. We wouldn’t want her retching from a simple meal..."

Most of the Alphas giggled at Circe’s words, and I was burning with anger and trying to fight nausea.

"And she’s not your Luna," Circe added. "gods, I asked around and they told me she’s not your Luna, to think I thought she was one. You have no right to impose her on us. If she’s offended by Darren’s questions, then she shouldn’t be a Moonsinger in the first place."

"What did you just say?" Ramsey’s tone has grown cold. The coldest I’ve ever seen him.

No one was talking or eating. Not even Circe.

"I am talking to you, Circe," Ramsey thundered "What did you just say?"

"I said, she’s not your Luna, stop imposing her on us. And I want the room opposite yours. The visitor’s quarters are too far from everything important. Lenny’s house is not to be liked. You agreed to let me stay here."

"You dare come to my pack, insult my Luna..."

"She’s not your Luna," Circe said quietly. Her arms crossed her chest as she leaned back, staring at Ramsey belligerently. "If she is to your pack people. I love that for him, but I would not submit to a woman with no legal authority to rule by your side. The only reason why I am putting up with this is because she’s a Moonsinger. I don’t know how things are run here, but..."

"That’s enough! Get out!" Ramsey rose to his feet. His face had gone red with anger, and his voice had lowered considerably, showing that he was nearing his limit.

"What?" Circe asked innocently, ignoring Lenny, who was nudging her to stop talking. "It’s not like I’m lying. I’m spitting facts." She turned and looked directly at me. "They’re just mates, and if they’ve been together this long without getting married, they don’t love each other as much as they claim."

The dining room fell silent. Even Ramsey looked helpless as he stared at Circe, who had a smirk playing on her lips. The tension finally broke by the sound of me retching again, more violently this time.

I jumped up and rushed out of the room towards the guest toilet.

I heard Nanny murmur, "Excuse me," and then she came towards me. I managed to make it to the toilet.

For three minutes, I was bent over the WC, pouring my stomach out. It was mostly dry heaves and painful as hell. Nanny held back my hair, rubbing my back slowly. After a while, I moved out of the toilet and sat in the hallway, trying to regain strength.

Nanny squatted next to me, cleaning my face with a warm, wet towel. She looked worried.

"Is this right?" I managed. "Why?"

"It’s morning sickness, Lyla," she said quietly "I’m just worried that all of this is wrong timing and Ramsey might catch on to this."

"Well, give me something to stop it," I cried.

Nanny sighed and sat next to me, balancing my head on her shoulders as she murmured. "I’m sorry, Ly, but there’s nothing we can give you. There’s no medication except a few useful herbs to help with the nausea, but you have to go through this..."

I stared at her, hoping this was a colossal joke. "I have to go through this for the rest of the pregnancy? Maybe I shouldn’t have..."

"It’ll stop eventually, you’ll see, but the problem is we don’t know how long gone you are. It’ll be dangerous to have a pack doctor check you. Do you have anyone you can trust to keep the news about the baby to themselves?" she asked.

"None!" I shook my head. "Lycans are unbelievably loyal to each other. Ramsey will be the first to know if anything happens."

"Lyla!" Ramsey called out my name.

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