Miriam
"He'll be killed, just like how previous Moonsingers killed him," Lyla commented, "But this time, he won't be born again. This would be his end."
Ramsey stood there, his face a mask of disbelief and growing anger. I could see his mind racing, trying to process everything we'd just revealed to him.
"So all the prophecies were wrong?" he asked finally.
I nodded solemnly. "The only prophecy that was the real deal was the one given 10,000 years ago after the death of the last Moonsinger. 'When Silver Wolf and Golden Sun unite, A child of both worlds shall come to light. In its veins, the goddess's power flows, to shape the future, for friend or foe."
I gestured toward Lyla, "That was the only true prophecy given. All the others—the twin moon prophecy, the half-burned fragments we planted in Alpha Logan's study, the binding rituals—all of it was false information designed to mislead Xander."
