Filed to story: Rylee the Orphan Luna Novel
“I know baby, but my dad is right. Even if you hear things, try to keep them yourself, unless it’s something that is very important, like someone plotting my death,”
“Hahaha, okay,”
“Come on, let’s go to bed too,” I nodded my head. He takes my hand, and we go back to our room. The shifting took a lot of energy out of me, and it was now six in the morning. I let out a big yawn.
Mmm…I just want to shove my d**k into her mouth.
“WYATT!!” I scream.
“Dammit!”
“I don’t know how to do stuff like that,” I pout.
“Hey, I’m sorry, I’m a guy, it’s how we think. I’m not going to force you to do anything you don’t want,” he hugged me and kissed my forehead. When we got to our room, we both changed, brushed out teeth, and went straight to sleep. One week later
“RYLEE!!!” I heard Milan screaming for me.
“WHAT!?” I groaned. I was in the middle of taking a nap on my office couch. I found that this was the once place that I wouldn’t be bothered with the thoughts of all the pack members. After having gained my ability to read the thoughts of others, it was getting harder and harder to manage. I could hear people’s thoughts every second of every day, and it was making it so that I couldn’t sleep. Even in our room, Wyatt’s thoughts got louder when he slept. At first, I thought having this power would be cool, but it’s already getting to be too much.
“UGH! There you are!!” Milan screamed when she found me in my office. “We have been looking for you for half an hour!”
“Milan, please stop screaming,” I said while forcing myself awake and sitting up.
“The stylist is here to do your hair, and we’re behind schedule!” she said and forced me to my feet.
“Ugh, okay, I’m coming,” I replied as she dragged me downstairs and to the spa on the other side of the castle. She basically through me onto the chair, the stylist wasted no time in getting my hair together. I was trying so hard not to doze off. Wow, her hair is so amazing. I wonder how she keeps it this healthy?
The stylist said as she working on the updo that I picked out last week for my Luna ceremony. When she was about halfway done, Milan got started on my makeup, which I honestly wish I didn’t have to do because that meant I wouldn’t be able to rub my eyes from how sleepy I was. After an hour and a half in the spa, Milan dragged me back through the castle so I could get dressed for the ceremony.
I was so exhausted that I hadn’t realized what was going on around the castle. Pack members were running around, and it looked like a circus in the main hall. There were decorations still all over the place, and Grace was barking orders at everyone. The entire time all I heard are the inner monologues of pack members who are afraid of doing something wrong, wondering what my dress would look like, and the occasional bitching about how Wyatt and I are still together.
Come to find out, that it wasn’t just Layla and b***h brigade as Milan calls them that hates the fact Wyatt and I are together. Layla still tries mess with me, but now that I can hear her thoughts, it’s getting easier to avoid her. Her voice is one voice that I can easily pick out in a crowd. In addition to hearing thoughts, as the ancient text said, my wolf abilities were better than other wolves. My sense of smell was ridiculous, I could literally smell anything and everything from miles away. It actually made eating a little harder because the smell of certain foods was too much, that it made me sick.
My sense of hearing was off the charts. Even if I didn’t have my power to read thoughts, I could hear the faintest of whispers, so when someone shouted, like Milan was earlier, it sounded three times louder than it normally would. My wolf speed was also pretty insane. After shifting for the first time, Wyatt and I waited four days before we went out so shift again, but this time, we went to an open field, and while we were running, I tapped into my full power of speed, and I outran Wyatt, by a lot.
Speed is the one thing I have been able to control, while everything I am still learning. Wyatt is doing his best to try and help me, and the Elders are well. Being young doesn’t help either, because overall, even with all the abuse in the past, the bond between Wyatt and me is so strong that my body is fully healed. No scars, no bruises, no remodeled fractures, nothing is wrong with me. The only scar is that is left the one from the knife wound that Emma gave me.
“Why did I agree to a Luna ceremony?” I groan as Milan and I make it upstairs to my room.
“Agree to it? You didn’t have a choice,” she replied and went into my closet to grab the Luna dress that Grace had custom made for me. It came out just as we wanted. Grace found a picture of my mom on the night of her Luna ceremony, and we had my dress tailor- made to look like hers, but just a little sexier and sultrier, and with a train. “Ugh, I swear, this dress is to f*****g die for,” Milan said while taking it out of the garment holder. Just then, Grace came in,
“Oh, I’m right on time,” she said. She forced me out of my clothes and made me quickly wash my body down in the tub. Which I should have done first, but them spending over thirty minutes looking for me made it so that I couldn’t. I basically jumped into a tub of cold water just rinse off any sweat. It honestly felt like I was bathing in the pond at Halfmoon again.
Once I was clean, I dried off, put on some body lotion, and they helped me into my dress. It was a long sleeve royal blue floor-length off the shoulder dress with a plunging back. I honestly wasn’t sure how Wyatt would feel seeing my back completely baren this way, but when I tried it on for the time, Grace, and Milan both said it looked amazing, so I just kept it the way it was. The dress was very form-fitting and made me look drop-dead sexy according to Milan.
“Oh, you look absolutely amazing, Rylee,” Grace said when they finished zipping up the dress.
“Alright, now all we need are shoes, and we are done,” Milan says pulling out the new blue flats with Swarovski crystals.
“Milan, you get dressed too now and I will escort Rylee downstairs to Wyatt,”
“Yes, Auntie Grace,” Milan leaves the room to quickly get ready.
“Nervous?” Grace asks me.
“Yes, but I’m honestly just sleepy. The power to read thoughts is making is so I can’t sleep. I don’t know how to turn it off,”
“It’s only been a week sweetheart, I’m sure with a little more time, you will learn to channel it better,”
“I hope so,”
Once I was fully ready, Grace escorted me downstairs where Wyatt was already waiting. He wearing full black, and I swear to heaven above, he looked even more handsome than ever. His clothes were tight around his muscular frame, almost as if he flexed the wrong way his clothes would just tear off. I didn’t know which way I liked him more, dressed to impress, or naked.
“Dearest, watch where your mind wanders,” he says to me and kisses my lips. “You look beautiful,” “Thank you, and you look very handsome,”
“Rylee, I have to warn you. The entire pack is going to be in attendance, all 800 plus members. There is going to be a lot of chatter, and I know you still have trouble shutting your mind off. Keep your mind focused on me and do your best to block others out. Just like putting up a mental block,”
“I’ll do my best,”
“If you start to get overwhelmed, just focus on me, okay,” I nodded my head. Wyatt and I walked hand-in-hand outback, where a large stage was set up by the back of the castle. Pack members were scattered all over. Some in human form, some in wolf form. And Wyatt was right, as soon as we stepped up, everyone’s inner thoughts starting going out like alarm bells in my head.
If I didn’t have a headache before, I sure as hell had one now. I tried my best to block it out but trying to block hundreds of people was hard. I tried to settle my mind and focused on Wyatt as he said. I squeezed his hand, and he squeezed back,
“Good evening Blue Lake Pack, it is great pleasure that I welcome you all this evening. Tonight, is a celebration of joy and unity, as we crown Ryan Lee Duquesne, as the official Luna of our pack,” Ronan announces. He holds out his hand for Wyatt and me to join him. “Not only is she young, bright, and beautiful, but she is smart, and she is blessed. For those of you who do not know, Rylee is not an ordinary young wolf. Many of you believe that she is an Omega; however, that cannot be further from the truth,” the crowd starts to mumble and chatter amongst themselves. The thoughts of others are starting to be overwhelming, but again, I focus on Wyatt, and it seems to help.
“Sir. Ronan, we do not understand! If the Luna is not an Omega, then where does she come from?” A pack member asked.
“As many of you know, a little over eight years, our dear friends of the Silver Lake Pack sadly lost their lives, after their Alpha, and one of my best friends lost in a challenge,” I see people nodding their heads. Ronan speaking about that night instantly brought tears to my eyes. Ronan spoke to me about this and asked if it was okay with revealing myself to the pack, and I said yes. There was no point in continuing to hide my identity, because, eventually word would get out, and I didn’t want the pack to think I was hiding anything from them. “Rylee, is from Silver Lake!” Ronan announced. The pack gasped, and then everyone fell silent. Even inner thoughts were silent.
“Sir, are you saying that the Luna is a survivor of the slaughter!?” someone asked.
“She is not only a survivor but the heir to the pack,” more gasps. “Rylee is the daughter of the late Alpha Mitchell and Luna Megan Duquesne. Rylee is an Alpha by blood, and moon goddess herself blessed my son, your Alpha with her as his Luna, your Luna. Tonight, Rylee will take her rightful place by Wyatt’s side, and reign with him as your Luna,” Ronan turns to the side, and gestures for us to stand center stage and face him. As she steps to the side, and much older gentlemen approached us.
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