The Alpha's Fated Outcast Rise Of The Moonsinger novel Chapter 363

Chapter 363: Final preparations...

Ramsey

"Isn’t this too much?" Lyla asked, staring at the signed documents on her lap. "I thought these things take months and..."

"You’re my wife now, Lyla," I cut her short, giving her a sideways glance with a smile. "This is the right thing to do."

"I know, but this is less than a day since we tied the knot, and you’re making me an heir already, transferrable when our children come?"

"That’s how it’s done. I can’t choose my grandfather, and this is the only way to ensure nothing happens to the birth rights of our children. You know how it is in our world. The slightest shift of power gives room for anything to happen."

She didn’t respond to that. "What are we doing now?" she asked, leaning back on the car seat.

"One final stop at my office and then we’ll have the rest of the day to ourselves."

We spent the next few hours reviewing pack business together. Despite her unwillingness, I had to beg several times before she agreed.

"You’re being very thorough today," She observed as we finished going over the quarterly budget reports. "Are you that worried about tomorrow night?"

"I want everything in order," I said, which was true enough. "The pack’s security, our finances, emergency protocols. If something happens to me during the fight—"

"Nothing will happen to you," she interrupted firmly, reaching across my desk to take my hand. "I’m the one the prophecy mentions, remember? You’ll be there to protect me, but the sacrifice is mine to make."

Her absolute certainty that she would be the one to die tomorrow night was a blade twisting in my chest. I squeezed her hand gently. "Promise me something."

"Anything."

"If something does go wrong, if I don’t make it through tomorrow, take care of yourself and our children. Let Lenny and Caius, especially Caius, who knows a lot about the pack and what it means to be a Lycan Leader, help you lead the pack. Don’t try to carry everything alone."

Lyla’s eyes filled with concern. "Ramsey, you’re scaring me. What aren’t you telling me?"

Everything, I thought. I’m not telling you everything.

"I’m just being cautious," I said instead. "Tomorrow night will be dangerous. I need to know you’ll be smart about your safety."

She studied my face for a long moment, then nodded. "I promise. But you have to promise me something too."

"What?"

"That you won’t do anything reckless trying to protect me. These babies need their father." Her hand moved to rest on her stomach. "I need my husband, and I feel confident that I may not have to die tomorrow. I would try to stay alive for us and our children. We should be hopeful."

I pulled her closer, burying my face in her hair so she couldn’t see the pain in my eyes.

"I love you," I whispered against her temple. "More than my own life."

"I love you, too," she replied, holding me tightly. "We’re going to get through this, Ramsey. All of us."

That night, she rested against my chest, tracing lazy patterns on my arm.

"I don’t want this night to end," she whispered.

I kissed her forehead. "Can I get like ten, twenty minutes?" I asked, trying to calm my racing heart. We’ve been making love since we came back, and all stopped because Lyla was hungry. f\reewebn ovel(.)com

"Did I exhaust you?" she asked, raising herself on one hand to look at me. "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, my body just wants you too much."

"Don’t worry," I chuckled, "I want you too, but I need to recuperate and rest properly. We still have tomorrow morning."

She lies back down and laughs. "Fine, I’ll let you be."

We stayed quiet without saying anything. After a few seconds, she called out my name.

"Ramsey?"

"Yeah?"

"Whatever happens after the twin moon... if I die, if something goes wrong, you must find a way to be happy. Even if it means finding someone else." View the correct content at f|ree(w)ebn\o.vel.co(m)

My throat tightened. "I don’t plan ever to remarry, Lyla. You’re the only woman meant for me."

"But you’ll be happy?" she asked.

"I’ll try," I murmured after a few seconds.

She smiled, her eyes were already drooping sleepily. "Promise?"

I swallowed the lump in my throat. "Promise."

You don’t have to do this, he said in my mind. There might be another way.

There is no other way, I replied. You know that as well as I do.

She’ll never forgive you for taking this choice from her.

She’ll be alive to hate me. That’s all that matters.

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