Filed to story: Rylee the Orphan Luna Novel
“What exactly do you mean, by our kind, Emma?”
“Our kind! Ranked wolves, not lonely orphaned rogues,”
“Wow, you don’t know anything do you?” Emma really didn’t know anything. If she only knew that Rylee was also an Alpha’s daughter, but it was none of her business. I peeked over the railing, and saw Wyatt, holding Rylee by the waist and hips. His hands were damn near her a*s. I couldn’t bear to see any of this anymore, or hear anything else, so I went back to my room. I needed to figure out a way to get Rylee back. I needed to find a way to get rid of Wyatt Valencia.
***Rylee’s P.O.V.***
I was mesmerized by the scenery unfolding ahead of me. I knew what cities looked like based on pictures, and books I read, but seeing a city up close like this was nothing like I could have ever imagined. There were buildings that reached the sky, and cars everywhere. All sounds and smells just were hitting me all at once, and at first, I was overwhelmed, but Wyatt helped me concentrate on a single smell, and then shove it aside, then focus on another, shove it aside, and so on and so forth. “Rylee, is there anything specific you want to eat?” Wyatt asked me.
“Um, I don’t really know what there is to eat other than stuff I cooked at the packhouse,”
“What’s your favorite kind of food?” Kendrick asked.
“I don’t know, honestly, I never ate much, to begin with,”
“Didn’t the packhouse ever order out?” Wyatt asked. I nodded my head. For as long as I could remember, I cooked almost every day. On occasion, Eric would order delivery for the packhouse, but I was never allowed to eat when that happened because it would be a waste according to Eric.
“There were nights where I didn’t have to cook, but those were nights I was confined to my room and wasn’t allowed to eat,” I tell them honestly.
“Wow,” Kendrick said and shook his head.
“Ken, let’s go somewhere simple for now,”
“Sure, where to?”
“Rylee, do you know what Popeye’s is?” Wyatt asked. I shook my head again. “Do you know what fried chicken is?”
“Yeah, that I know,”
“Okay, well this is fried chicken, but’s more Cajun style,”
“Um, okay,” I replied.
“You’ll love it,” Kendrick said from the driver seat. I just smiled and nodded my head. I was up for trying anything. After a few minutes of driving, Kendrick pulled up into this small orange-colored building that had a large letter P on the sign.
“Rylee, go sit down with Ken, and I will order the food okay?” I nodded and he went to the front to order. Kendrick and I sat at a larger table because apparently, these two eat a lot, and a smaller table wouldn’t be enough room. After about fifteen minutes, Kendrick got up to help Wyatt bring all of the food. When they came back with four trays full of food, my eyes jumped out of my head.
“Wyatt, why did you get so much?” I asked him.
“Because dearest, I want you to able to taste everything they have on the menu,” my mouth dropped at the sight before me. “What do you want to drink?”
“Drink?”
“Soda, iced tea?”
“Um, I’ve always wanted to try iced tea,” they both looked at me funny.
“Rylee, you’ve never had iced tea before?” Kendrick asked.
“No, I was only allowed to have water. Any other kind of drinks were prohibited,” they look at each other and shook their heads. They both walked away to get drinks, and then came back a minute later.
“Alright, try this,” Wyatt said putting a piece of chicken on my plate. I picked it up and tried fried chicken for the first time. It was crunchy and a little salty but in a good way. “Well?” I smiled and nodded. He then loaded a bunch of other things onto my plate for me to try. Most of what I saw were things I already knew, but some I had never tried before. I made sure to get a bite of everything, and I had to say that the mashed potatoes, red beans with rice, and the chicken strips were my favorite. I especially liked the honey mustard sauce.
After eating almost everything that was ordered, I felt like my stomach was going to burst. I had never eaten so much in one sitting before. I probably ate more in this one place than I had in the last eight years. My stomach was actually starting to hurt a little. “Did you want dessert?” Wyatt asked.
“Can I?” my stomach hurting was a thing of the past.
“Of course,” he said with a big smile.
“Can we get ice cream?” I asked. Wyatt smiled and Kendrick drove us to a place called Cold Stone. I was excited because it had been so long since I had ice cream. I remember eating it a lot when I was younger. My mom always let us have one scoop after dinner if we ate our veggies. I remember my favorite being chocolate.
“Rylee, what flavor did you want?” Wyatt asked.
“Um, I don’t know. I’ve only ever had chocolate,” I said looking at the endless amount of options before me in the window.
“Miss, you can try a few samples if you like,” the person behind the glass said.
“Do you want to try a few different ones?” Wyatt ask. I nodded my head. “Which ones?”
“You pick,” I tell him.
“Let’s try the cheesecake, sweet cream, cotton candy, and mint,” one by one the salesperson gives me small little spoons so I can try the ones Wyatt picked out. I tried the mint first and shook my head. Then he gave me sweet cream, and I just kind of c****d my head back and forth. Then I got cotton candy and shook my head again. The last one was cheesecake,
“Wow! This one is so good!” I exclaimed.
“Okay, so cheesecake in the medium cup, please,”
“Did you want any mix-ins?” the person asked, and I just looked at Wyatt.
“Let’s make into the strawberry cheesecake please,”
“Sure thing,” I watched as the person scooped up the ice cream and put it onto the table. I saw that the table was ice cold. He added fresh strawberries and cookies to it and started to mix it together. He then scooped it up again and then put in a cup for me with a spoon. “Thank you,” I said and reached over for it.
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